37 months without my daddy.
Today is his lovely birthday.
I took a trip up to the cemetery this afternoon after art class.
It was the first time I've ever driven up there.
Such a bizarre and full circle feeling.
To drive to visit his grave-
makes me feel so old, and at the same time feel the urge to be so small again.
I hope they have birthdays in heaven.
I truly do.
I've taken custom to snapping every moment that my iPhone allows and I'm loving the little snapshots in time.
Not that the moments are significant, but one day they will be.
Significant in remembering all my yesterdays.
I am grateful for small cameras, and little moments.
I am grateful for baby sister who has a one time appearance in the local newspaper.
I am grateful for the laugh I had when she referred to herself as a "one hit wonder..."
I am grateful for new blogging friends + new blogging moments.
I am grateful for college searches and google translate.
I am grateful for tea + a gym down the street.
I am grateful for quiet evenings and full pages of writing.
I am grateful for these fleeting little moments.
