“92 year old grandma had ice cream that reminded her of her first love”
"And as she looks upfront, she meets the eyes of her first love. Or of a wrinkled, bald version of him. The seventy four years spent together took a toll on his handsome looks.
The decades that they spent together also had their benefits, though. She didn’t need to say anything - he knows that ice cream reminds her of when they started dating, and she knows that he knows.
And some things don’t change. The smile that she sees on his face is still the same weird, goofy smile that she saw when she was still 18; he’d ride his bike all the way from the ice cream shop to her house, with two little servings. It is not a smile that you’d see in a magazine cover, it was a genuine smile of someone who’s happy.
It’s also the reason why she’d rather have her ice cream slightly melted. Her children always poked some light-hearted fun at that, saying stuff like “Mum would rather drink it than eat it.”
From the corner of her eye, she can also see her grandson. He was also busy with some ice cream - but instead of eating it, he was feeding it to his own daughter.
You’re welcome! Frankly, I saw it like a cute writing prompt. (I agree with the main stuff that you said, by the way. We humans simply don’t deal well with the flood of bad news out there.)
"And as she looks upfront, she meets the eyes of her first love. Or of a wrinkled, bald version of him. The seventy four years spent together took a toll on his handsome looks.
The decades that they spent together also had their benefits, though. She didn’t need to say anything - he knows that ice cream reminds her of when they started dating, and she knows that he knows.
And some things don’t change. The smile that she sees on his face is still the same weird, goofy smile that she saw when she was still 18; he’d ride his bike all the way from the ice cream shop to her house, with two little servings. It is not a smile that you’d see in a magazine cover, it was a genuine smile of someone who’s happy.
It’s also the reason why she’d rather have her ice cream slightly melted. Her children always poked some light-hearted fun at that, saying stuff like “Mum would rather drink it than eat it.”
From the corner of her eye, she can also see her grandson. He was also busy with some ice cream - but instead of eating it, he was feeding it to his own daughter.
She really liked it vanilla."
thank you ❤️
You’re welcome! Frankly, I saw it like a cute writing prompt. (I agree with the main stuff that you said, by the way. We humans simply don’t deal well with the flood of bad news out there.)