|I dedicated Breathing on Her Own|
to my Mom. 1/17/32 Marks the Day She Was
Literally "Breathing on Her Own"
|Love My Memories, |
But Happy For Modern
My Furnace During this Snow!
As I write this it sounds like...well, it sounds like history. And it is. But it makes me wonder what my daughters will think of the way I grew up. My grandparents had a good life. Because it isn't about convenience. It's about family.