Here is where we went on Mother's day.... we went to the farmer's market and then we took Busia to see the Stone my dad had purchased for my Mom by this big statue of Mother Mary in a neighboring town. It was happy and horribly sad at the same time. Busia had no clue Dad had done this so it was a bit overwhelming to her. The girls thought it was so cool to see her name carved in the stone. I just kept wishing we were cooking out with her instead of standing by a stone bearing her name. Man I miss her. I guess I just always will. It never really gets better. Ever.
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