Yesterday I was cleaning my house and going through some old boxes. I am trying to downsize everything and have been going through a lot of boxes and items in my closets and attic. While I was cleaning and sorting I found this picture. I love this picture of me and my Mamaw. I love how tight she is holding me. I miss that so much. I love that you can see her beautiful flower beds. I love that this is a picture of us together. I have so few pictures of us together. My grandmother was often the one taking the pictures. My Mamaw died of cancer when I was 15. I have often wished she could have met Spicer, Tommy, see me graduate college, and all the other milestones in my life. I know she has in SPIRIT. I love you Mamaw.