I feel weird saying “happy mimorial day!” It doesn’t feel right to me. Very few of you know but my father who did 22 years in the army passed away in June of 2015.. The last truely happy mimorial day was this one. Its my nephew, father, and I.
My big has been wonderful with me lately. This mimorial day was fun because I wasn’t alone, my big cooked burgers and hotdogs: and I played with my playdough icecream set. I only cried once and am relaxing with my love listening to old time radio. I hope all yall had a good day today.