Because you wonât be there forever. Because of Christmas trees with meticulously crafted dollhouses under them. And how the wedding party fell into the basement. And Irisâ growing around the corner. Where I painted my first paintings. And then you framed them. Where you put me to sleep in a drawer as a baby. Where I learned to love the snow channel and the golden girls. Because this is where I started. Where I came from. Who I am. So grateful, I only remember the good @meganw57. #allmylove as Grandma Donna coined it. Thank you for walking with me tonight long enough to remember what mattered and for being willing to really listen @_live4thefunk, I love you big bug. (at Arlington, Virginia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZoJugTOng6BVuJPC4Etznq573VCdlkgNNlyfA0/?utm_medium=tumblr















