Is it my fault that the USA lost their game against Ghana over the weekend? Probably. I shouldn't have jinxed Team USA by writing about them. It seems all the teams I root for lose in the end. Spike and I took a trip to the homeland last weekend and we planned our whole day around being able to watch the game. The loss was just so disappointing. But that wasn't the most disappointing thing. It was me skipping a mass honoring my grandmother so I could watch the stupid game. I'm still kicking myself for such bad decision making.
But I honored Gram in other ways this weekend. I took a dip in her brook,
danced on her well,
and ate strawberry shortcake!
I may have made the wrong decision over the weekend, but I don't need a church to honor Gramma. I really don't need to swim in her brook, dance on her well, or go to the Stephentown Strawberry Festival either. Those are nice memories of being with her, but all of the memories I have honor her and remind me of how much I miss her every day.
danced on her well,
and ate strawberry shortcake!
I may have made the wrong decision over the weekend, but I don't need a church to honor Gramma. I really don't need to swim in her brook, dance on her well, or go to the Stephentown Strawberry Festival either. Those are nice memories of being with her, but all of the memories I have honor her and remind me of how much I miss her every day.
No comments:
Post a Comment