It was a fantastic weekend because I got to see my daddy. I was finally able to make a visit to his assisted living facility and we spent some time together. I miss him and love him so much.
He will be 97 next month! And while he needs some help with everyday tasks, he’s still relatively healthy and doing great.
I was able to bring him a picture of my grandma and grandpa (his parents) that I found at the old house, and we put it on his shelf next to his clock. It brought a tear to his eye. He said his mama and daddy are watching over him.
This is how I remember them. Yes, grandpa liked loud prints and plaids. And I’d forgotten grandma was so pretty.
I hope your weekend is going well.