"Strong people are made by opposition like kites that go up against the wind."
Was on my way home when I saw people flying kites.
Kites set off together but once in the sky, they separate further and further apart.
It's the wind that broke them apart and it's like wanting them to face challenges on their own.
That's how people mature, I guess.
Facing challenges yourself.
Gran's leg is getting from worse to worst.
She wants to see a doc but she's worried about the bills.
She told me how her leg was and she still laughs.
She's one strong woman, I tell ya.
I'm NOT emoing.
Just worrying.
