You would have been 94 today, even though we constantly fought over how old you were. haha.
I miss you so much; I've been realizing that you're not going to be around for Christmas.
I think Brandon and I are going to do what we did when we were young when our pets died: tie a note onto a balloon and hope it reaches heaven.
I also want to visit your grave this weekend. Hopefully, I will be able to.
I hope you can hear me when I pray, because I talk to you sometimes.
Your "spoiled rotten rats" miss you; Aiden talks about how you're in heaven with Jesus and that you're okay. It's funny how a two year old understands this better than I do.
I think Lillian will be my daughter's name, when I have one. She will have a lot to live up to.
I love and miss you, grangran; just know that I'm always thinking about you.
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This is beautiful....
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