Warning: Mom, this will make you cry. Might wanna read it at home.
This weekend I went out to my grandparents’ farm in Terrell to fix their computer. Don’t worry, I was still able to sleep in, kind of. I don’t get out there as much as an adult, because most of the family events are at my mom’s or aunt’s house. When we do get out that way for Thanksgiving or Christmas, it’s chaos. That’s not a bad thing, necessarily, it just seems like there’s thirty of us (really, 18) out there all at once and it’s. just. so. busy. A whirl of conversation and catching up, and then we’re gone. We don’t stop and slow down. Maybe it’s because we aren’t forced to, maybe it’s because we don’t want to. But I had to this weekend, and I’m glad.