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Spring peeked out juuust enough today, to gift me happiness, warmth, and hope for my frigid filled tomorrows. Winter can be hard for me. I thrive on sunshine kissed farmer’s tans, itchy grass tickles, and the sounds of my children cackling while flinging shovel fulls out of their sandbox.

Wish You Were Here

I find it a little funny that I didn’t find out You were such a  connoisseur of grungy hipster tunes, classic rock, and cringe worthy rap songs…until your funeral. Though we could have been white girl laughing and dancing it …