09/06/2025
A weekend that felt like a gift.
McDonald’s coffee runs with Papa, a little treat to start the morning.
Playing last touch with Nana before goodbye—though I may let her win now.
Lunches by the water in Port Huron, slow strolls through the flea market, collecting stories disguised as keepsakes.
Some things have changed—like how I’m the first one ready for bed now…I’m not sure how they stay up so late!
But so much, beautifully, has stayed exactly the same.
The same laughter, the same love, the same long car rides & ice cream at Mr. R’s.
Already missing them, already carrying it all with me, already planning next time.
Thank you for continuing to remind me that the little things, are the big things. 🩵
