1:26

My grandma died on Friday at 1:26. I held her hand and stroked her hair as she took her final peaceful breaths. 

Almost 700 people came to visitation. Past students, bridesmaids, and childhood friends flew and drove in from all over the country. Just to pay their respects. And I shook every one of their hands. I smiled when they told me about how they used to play bridge together. I got a lump in my throat when they told me about how she encouraged them to get their masters or how she took them under her wing. I cried when they said what a special lady she was. 

She was a special lady who has a special place in my heart.

a daughter

A daughter said to her mother,
Are we rich?
Her mother replied,
Why yes, can't you see the diamonds glittering in your eyes?
Can't you see the sun shining gold in your hair?
Can't you feel the love in your heart?
We are rich for we know we have each other.

toad and hare

Two good friends drove down the road.
It’s a windows down day, said the toad.

Oh no it is not! said the hare.
My long fur will blow everywhere!

The toad and the hare,
They were quite a pair.

Always in trouble, wild and free,
The story of their friendship could be a show on TV.

Everyone looked when they hopped down the road,
No one had ever seen a hare be friends with a toad.

it's a photoshop makeover!

check out Paula and I as zombies.
Thanks Josh for our makeover!