My Grandmother died, and in a moment, I remembered how kind she was, the smell of her home-cooked breakfast in the morning, and how she filled the words "hi hun" with so much love and affection. My Grandmother died and I miss her, but in the sweet by and by we will meet on that beautiful shore.
Saturday, July 13, 2019
Week 27 - Grandmother
jdunn
When I was a small boy, I picked up my mom’s Pentax camera and clicked the shutter release. The sound it made would change me and instill a passion for capturing the moments of this life.
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