I wrote my grandma's obituary tonight. Her death is getting more real, but still just a weird thing that happened. But it's getting to the time when we talk about random memories of her. Like tonight, we were referencing Waterworld,... Continue Reading →
I have warm fuzzy memories of Sundays when I was little. We would pile in the Dodge Caravan and head to church as a family. There was a play structure that all the cool kids hung out at in between... Continue Reading →
Sunglasses Always Fit 