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I’ve tidied the rest away now. She’ll be getting too old for the toys I used to keep for their visits. But these – I couldn’t bring myself to part with.
Just rubbish really. But I remember the day we collected these shells at the beach. She ran back and forth to the water’s edge, so excited to show me each new treasure. Back home, she cut up and folded these scraps. A letter on each one, spelling out GRANDMA for me.
I understood, when they moved away. My son, his career! He keeps saying they’ll visit… but they never do.
(100 words)
Written for Rochell Wisoff-Fields #FridayFictioneers Challenge – check out the details here
kirstwrites 
Empty nest for grandparents. No one seems to think of that. Sad
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Quite sad, I hope they visit before it’s too late.
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Thanks for reading!
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Very sad
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Thank you Neil.
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How sad, and increasingly true!
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Thanks Peter!
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Thank goodness she has something to remind her of happier times.
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True. And I loved your tale as well this week Keith – brilliant last line!
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Very kind of you, thanks.
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Wow – that closing line was like a punch in the guts. Well done.
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Thanks for that feedback Susan, appreciated!
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How sad, but she shouldn’t throw them out, that’s for the children to do when they are sorting the house to hopefully see what a lovely person their mum was.
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Often that’s when you realise how much you didn’t know about a person
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Very true, I have no idea what is inside my folks cupboards
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So sad. well-told.
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Thank you!
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This one tugged at my heart. Great job!
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A bit sad. Totally pulled me in . Grandchildren are very precious. Maybe she could visit them ???
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Sad and sometimes memories and souvenirs only serve to compound the sadness
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