Yesterday morning I woke up with a thought of I am missing something today. June 10th... what could it be? I went to my calendar and nothing of great importance was on it. Then out of the blue I remembered it was my Grandaddy's birthday (he would have been 88).
For the past 7 years (since I had become a stay-at-home mom), I would take the kids over to my Grandaddy's with either homemade cookies or brownies to celebrate his birthday. This is the first year, that we did not celebrate with him. However I had a piece of cherry pie today in his honor. Kind of ironic that it was cherry pie, because that is one of the nicknames he gave me.
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