You, driving fast to a fire call, me riding shotgun.
Drinking really lemony iced tea.
Family dinners.
The kids jumping in your freshly-raked pile of leaves.
You loving every baby: your children, grandchildren, nieces & nephews. You were baby bonkers.
You welcomed every friend your kids ever brought home.
You were warm & generous, to everyone.
You brought or sent me daisies every year on my birthday.
Small wonder we miss you so much.
