Today marked two years that Grams has not been with us. Sometimes it seems like forever ago and sometimes it seems like just yesterday. I'm still trying to keep to my promise from the last time I saw her. I promised to take care of "our boy"--Grandaddy--since she wouldn't be able to do so herself.
I so wish I could pick up the phone and pour out my heart to her. I'm forever grateful for our daily talks in college and the first few months I was in Nashville. That cell phone was originally for Grandaddy, but certainly worked out for us in the end.
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