Tag: #growingold

• A short story : Jane and Joe

  

  “Did you sleep well?” he asked concerned “Yes I did.” “How are you feeling now?” “I’m much better. Please don’t worry,” she said, her voice soft “How can I not worry? I am your son.” “Son?” she asked confused. “You must go and rest. You just got discharged from the hospital yesterday,” he continued ignoring […]

  Smitha V

  August 14, 2020

  Creative Writing

  #ageing, #alzheimers, #dementia, #fiction, #growingold, #love, #marriage, #oldage, #people, #shortstory, #writing

• Conversation with Dad

  

      “Are you travelling alone?” he asks, concerned “What time is the flight? Where will you be staying? Have you booked a cab?”   “I can handle it,” I say “I’m a grown woman I’ve traveled places alone Its not the first.”   “I know. But it’s always been on work With an chauffeur […]

  Smitha V

  March 18, 2020

  Creative Writing, Poetry

  #ageing, #children, #dad, #dadsanddaughters, #father, #growingold, #inspiration, #life, #love, #parents, #truth, Poetry

• And I Grew Up…That New Year’s Morn

  

  Growing up does not mean ageing. At-least not to me. To me, it implies maturity. It’s when you start looking at the world with a lot more patience and you realize that truly nothing is within your control other than your own responses. Its when you feel grateful for all the things you have. Its […]

  Smitha V

  September 26, 2018

  Experiences, Poetry

  #growingold, #inspiration, #life, #lifeateacher, #lifechangingmoment, #maturity, #motivation, #people, Experiences, Poetry

• I’ve changed…I’ve grown…I believe!

  

  Once, I was a “Morning” kind of person, Filled with energy, of myself, I was certain, Armed with a smile on my face, Sorrow and pain, there was not a trace, Each day, I looked forward to begin, Troubles of the past I chucked in the bin, The rising sun, brought a bright new morn’ […]

  Smitha V

  December 15, 2017

  Poetry

  #age, #growingold, #hurt, #life, #morning person, #night person, #pain, change, Poetry