The last few months of last year I was pretty much in survival mode. Here are the highlights of that time:
Near the end of September, my grammy went to to be with the Lord. She was 90 years old, and I will forever be grateful that her decline, while it was a hell week, was only a week. This picture was taken just a couple weeks prior. I don’t think I’ll ever come to a stage where I don’t miss her.
For my 30th birthday weekend the Courtneys came out, and we conquered corn mazes and it was a great time with friends.
…And my big ‘finale’ to 30 before 30: going on the seaplane.
Shortly after the midget moved to Colorado to start new adventures. Which I could have sworn I had an artsy picture of packed boxes but apparently I do not. Also I got to meet my dear friend’s new baby in November, who is the most expressive little guy I’ve ever seen.