Just a few pictures from today. As you'll notice, I prefer Josh and Trinity to nearly everyone else. Boo.
I love these boys. Cody, Josh, Nick. Cody and Nick are twins, and I love them dearly. They're only a year or so older than Josh and they're both married already. We never see them anymore. I miss them so much.
Genie (Trinity's mom) and Josh.
Josh, Trinity, and my mother.
My grandma, Aunt Donna, Aunt Kathy, and my mother. All four are kind of crazy, but I adore them.
Oddly, this is probably my favorite picture of the day. We stopped off at my grandma's house before heading back into town, and this was on a side table that was nowhere near where my grandma usually sits. It is also angled away. It made me a little sad. The picture, by the way, is my grandma and my papa when they were younger. He died on Christmas Eve of 1996. Of course I didn't have much time to be close to him, but from what I did know about him, he was amazing. I miss him. Christmas has kind of sucked without him.
Anyway, I wonder how often she thinks of him, or how much she misses him. I know my mom misses him. She still cries about his death all the time.
Still happy. What an odd note to end this on.
I love these boys. Cody, Josh, Nick. Cody and Nick are twins, and I love them dearly. They're only a year or so older than Josh and they're both married already. We never see them anymore. I miss them so much.
Genie (Trinity's mom) and Josh.
Josh, Trinity, and my mother.
My grandma, Aunt Donna, Aunt Kathy, and my mother. All four are kind of crazy, but I adore them.
Oddly, this is probably my favorite picture of the day. We stopped off at my grandma's house before heading back into town, and this was on a side table that was nowhere near where my grandma usually sits. It is also angled away. It made me a little sad. The picture, by the way, is my grandma and my papa when they were younger. He died on Christmas Eve of 1996. Of course I didn't have much time to be close to him, but from what I did know about him, he was amazing. I miss him. Christmas has kind of sucked without him.
Anyway, I wonder how often she thinks of him, or how much she misses him. I know my mom misses him. She still cries about his death all the time.
Still happy. What an odd note to end this on.
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