36/365:
I couldn’t believe how long us girls stayed in bed this
morning…
Enjoying a sweet moment together, 4 generations of girls
gathered on grandma’s bed… gabbing, laughing, smiling…
Mom and I’s morning walk was much needed—the crisp, fresh air, the fellowship… lengthy strides to stretch out these old bones ;)
Even though we were bundled up under scarves, hats and
massive coats—which actually bore more of a resemblance to parkas—we could not
escape that billowing OKC wind. Blanketed
beneath our eskimo suits, we were actually nice n’ toasty, the only exception
being our uncovered faces—which felt the full force of that blustery, winter gale
whistling across the plains like an icy shriek.
Today was the first day of Grandpa’s viewing. It was my grandparent’s house. I have never heard of a wake being held at a
house before, but apparently this was the custom when my grandma was a little
girl.
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