Evidently I haven’t done a Word(s) of the Day since September. I’m so sorry, guys, I know how you love learning new words from me with added details about my opinions and/or life. Let’s get down to business
(to defeat the Huns)!
- Love: a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person; a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
- Loss: the state of being deprived of or of being without something that one has had; death, or the fact of being dead
- Change: to transform or convert
- Thankful: feeling or expressing gratitude; appreciative.
Those are our words of the day. Now, I know what you must be thinking: “Why did you choose these words? They’re all… small words children learn at the age of six!”
Because, my friends, sometimes a good dictionary definition is a good way to make one realize what the heck a word means. Did you know, that before I used my dear friend dictionary.com, I had just a general concept of the word love? I mean, you don’t really need anything more than that, but hey, now someone can ask me “Hey, what’s the definition of love?” I can say, instead of something along the lines of “Uh… it’s when you love someone?”, this: “It’s when you have a deep affection for someone close to you.” Take that, brain.
I don’t have any nifty sentences, other than: I am thankful for the love of my family and friends; but I do have a short tale for the loss.
In 2009, my paternal grandmother passed away, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I felt like a horrible person, because I knew I had treated her badly. But doesn’t everyone feel remorse for that? The following week, I missed an entire week of school, during finals week, no less, because it was a hard blow. I had lost both my grandmas in the course of 13 months. And to be quite honest, I hate traveling to my paternal grandfather’s house because even three years later, I miss her so much. There’s a picture in his dining room of them winning an amount of money from a casino and I wanted to cry, because the holidays just haven’t been the same since A) my family moved and B) she passed away. But I’ve been dealing with this and while it may sound like three years is too long, sometimes it’s not. We all have our own grief patterns.
And for the change: clearly we’re always changing, and I know I have over the past few months. After pulling a stunt like I did in September, it’s kind of hard not to change. I’m also celebrating the visual of my blog (again)! I’m sorry, Elise, but you’ve been a good dragon. You shall be missed and shall most likely be brought back at some point. Until then, au revoir!