cousinly pep talk
such a good day. we were so high on life and there was nothing but smiles and giggles to go around. the things we thought would never happen…just did. when I think of december 8th, I think of it as a magical day. that was the last time I can remember everyone being just happy. our grins went from ear to ear and we raced around Ypsi like there was no tomorrow. twas a grand day. yet somehow that day was the beginning and the beginning of the end all at the same time. funny how that works out. I miss december 8th . december 8th and that ugly sweater.