Friday, March 31, 2017
Fridays are the worst
I love coming to my parents on Fridays and but I hate the drive, more now than ever before. 2 months ago I still had you. I could count on my phone to ring. Now I make sure I have a book to listen to and that my IPOD is charged, I have to keep my mind busy or I start to cry and can't see the road. I know I missed my father and grandfather when they died and I missed Tiffany, Widget, Sweet Pea, Rascal and Button but I don't think I realized how much I miss you, my little sister, my angel. I know I'm not the only one. You made such an impact on the lives of your friends and family and coworker and students.
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