Tag: sad
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1 Year
Today is two things. It is my youngest brother’s 23 birthday. And it is the one year anniversary of my Grandpa Smith’s passing. When I think about Grandpa Smith, Popo as we called him, I think about a whistle-like chuckle and a grin. I think about a beige cowboy hat and a grey mustache. (He…
Redheaded Jill 