Letter to My Future Grandchildren….

Well…I’m guessing your reading this…I know when you get older in age my voice will turn out to be even more….”Excruciating” and annoying if not…like your mothers. Right now I’m imagining you somewhere at school…first day of school…that first cry… that first goodbye to your mom or dad…that first sip of apple juice, and that very first friend that takes liking to you because your both, oddly the same in things. Whether it be you both liking some pop star who dances like a monkey from hell or both dancing in the mirror as if you’re the next Disney pop-con, I’ve been through it all…”but enough of your rambling grandma”, (you’re probably saying.) I just want to let you know that Im actually looking forward to meeting you…your mother always tells me…”Mom…You know you are tired of kids.” She might be right but I want to make sure my grand baby isn’t some kid running around with only a cape on his or her back, saying “IM AN ALIEN!!” Don’t laugh. I’ve been through it. But anyway…im supposed to tell you about this crazy family that you have and life. As you go in the cycle of school, you will find so much…to the pounds of school work, the feeling of wanting to kill every stuck-up kid and the rising revenge on teachers who give you a bad grade…I’ve been through it. In my school days, I was more of an observer, noticing the new slang word every month…the constant fashion change, and the hottest social media app on the “smart” phone. In our time…its MySpace, to Facebook, to Twitter, to Instagram, to etc. You probably are saying, “What are those?” Those my friend…are mind controlling drugs to attract teens. Not real drugs. Hahaha….I could talk about the family…but I want you to start your own chapter in this family tree…and maybe you could pass it on to your kids…hopefully Im still alive. I love you…
Sincerely,
Grandma Savannah

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