For the past three days, grandma has been in the hospital with a twisted intestine. Driving back and fourth from Hibbing to Duluth, has been the main course of events for me. This evening I managed to view on the drive, multiple firework shows near the road, including a glowing barrage of fireflies meeting my windshield. It's situations like these on holidays that I really remember. I don't remember the perfects years, where everything goes as planned. Monotony is comforting, but it also has a way of meshing life together.
Grandma is a whole different person when she is having coffee withdrawals Holy cow... there will be a lot of catching up when this whole mess is over.
My mother sent home with me, a box of amazing old family photographs. I just have to mention that (what the heck!!) my mother and grandmother have always been model material. They are way too modest to admit it though.
Love this photo
Aw shucks. Grandma would say, "Ya, ya, right."
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