Girls these days have no flippin’ idea what it was like growing up in the 1990s. We didn’t have texting, or email for that matter. We were forced to talk to people either in person, on the phone or by way of a folded-up piece of paper that looked like a triangle.
Really, all they needed to say was “Hell is Close to Freezing Over – Be Prepared/Stock Up on Alcohol and Milk.” But, meteorologists actually gave this hell-freezing-over a name – “Winter Storm Grayson.”
Well, in our tiny village, we must be the BEST strongest soldiers because within the past five days, we have endured two life-altering battles. And we are still here for one another, holding each other up through all the pain.
For those of us who knew her, I pray we will come together as a community and never let her kiddos forget the woman who smiled to all of us every day.
Gramma Sanchez was the most loved Gramma in my opinion.
I am just a sideline spectator now – watching with baited breath that he makes the right decisions and chooses the right path in life.
Walking on Legos is a rite of passage into parenthood.