My paternal grandmother died. She was my life. My dad was in a VA hospital, dying of emphysema. I went to visit him, and had to tell him. It was the first time I had ever seen my father cry. Later that year would be my turn to cry. He died just after Xmas.
This is my exact birthday, and this picture just reminds me of my mother. She and I have always had kind of a rough go of it as one does when someone has an addiction and the other just won’t admit they do. All of these photos are beautiful and it’s kind of nice to be reminded that there is beauty in everything specially things that you wouldn’t think of
Friday, June 10, 1988
I dont know what this is…. a pill box maybe? But its pretty cool since i was born on this exact day ☺😄
My paternal grandmother died. She was my life. My dad was in a VA hospital, dying of emphysema. I went to visit him, and had to tell him. It was the first time I had ever seen my father cry. Later that year would be my turn to cry. He died just after Xmas.
This is my exact birthday, and this picture just reminds me of my mother. She and I have always had kind of a rough go of it as one does when someone has an addiction and the other just won’t admit they do. All of these photos are beautiful and it’s kind of nice to be reminded that there is beauty in everything specially things that you wouldn’t think of