
Days #47-49:
Today I noticed I am very behind in blogging. :0) I also noticed that no matter how crazy, weird, dramatic, insane, etc. etc. my family is, I love them. Pappy died this morning... Pappy being my cousins' great-grandfather. Pappy was awesome. I only ever knew him as a dear, sweet old man. Apparently back in the day, he was a bit of a rounder ~ as evident by the time he got arrested (at 80-s0mething years old) for getting in a fight in his front yard. How funny is that?! He just celebrated his 96th birthday, but he has finally gone home to be with Grandma Tidwell who died maybe a year ago? I don't have any pics of them, but they were a sweet, sweet couple. I did, however, find this pic and it made me think. Up until just recently my cousin Brian has had 3 grandparents, and 3 great-grandparents. For most of my life I've only ever had.... Grandma. But Grandma is enough for me. She is all I've needed. The absolutely, positively, without-a-doubt best grandmother in the world. This is us, sitting on her front porch one day, talking about the other crazy members of the family I'm sure. Gotta love her! :0)
So sweet! Gotta love Mama Tittle! :)
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