I hope there is no cold in death.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Thursday, February 6, 2014
A plastic mixing bowl, an old ratty sweatshirt and a pair of snow boots are just some of the items saved from my parents and my in-laws. Monetarily they are worth nothing. In my heart, everything. Food mixed in the bowl tastes better. I am warmer in my dad's old rag and my feet stay dryer in these boots.