Words can and will never express how much I miss you already. I love you, Granny.
"And wherever youve gone and wherever we might go. It dont seem fair. today just disappeared. Your light reflected now. reflected from afar. We were but stones - your light made of stars."
You can thank Tropical Storm Alberto and a stubborn high pressure system off the Georgia/Carolina coast, and a man by the name of Ricky Gammage who jogged my memory of the natural disaster that ensued, for this post
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