In life and death
My dad is not an avid facebook-er. I see him post updates from game apps every once in awhile and once in awhile he comments on something. I think he has maybe 10 Facebook friends, most of them being family. Anyways, once in awhile I click on his to see if he’s posted anything new or exciting, most times the answer is no. So I did that today, I saw he posted on my (recently deceased) grandma’s wall back in August. I’ve always thought wishing happy birthdays and writing things on the walls of folks that have passed was slightly trivial. However my dad had written my grandma a happy birthday post, as simple and as heartfelt as my dad’s was and knowing he’s not a big Facebook person it struck a chord with me in some weird way. It brought a tear to my eye knowing the love my dad had for her. As I write this through teary eyes just thinking about it. It’s just that kind little gesture and how genuinely I know how he meant what he was saying. It hits home somewhere. I know he won’t ever see this, and I rarely see him to begin with but I’ll never lose any sort of love for my dad. Hopefully we have many happy years to rebuild our friendship but I’ll never stop caring for my dad the way he cared for his parent. Whether he knows it or not.
Sun and moon to me.
Harry? (Taken with Instagram)
Now I’m right here, and I’m right now
And I’m hoping, knowing somehow
That my shadows days are over
My shadow days are over now
my new kitten just passed out in my lap for 20 minutes
and woke herself up sneezing, she’s the most adorable little thing, i’m kind of obsessed
went out with the guys last night, was looking at old photos and this describes us ohhh so well haha
i love my little ball of fluff, best kitty in the world
little milestones
getting dolled up and going to dinner downtown with devan to celebrate our 6 month anniversary because why not?
boyfriend, postcard inn, st.pete beach, florida
sometimes time doesn’t change a thing.
