dont wanna sound like a slut but I really need a hug right now
Thank you for giving me the most idyllic childhood anybody could ask for. My earliest memories are full of your kitchen which was always bustling with family.
Every day was another adventure in grandma’s house. The rusty swing set, the apple tree that always made more apples than our family could manage, the red porch where you would fall asleep as you watched us play.
I wish that in the end I could tell you how much it all meant. Language is a fickle thing that leaves the brain all to eagerly.
I’m going to miss you lots.
Emily
