If she doesn’t remember me then oh well, at least she’ll know someone loves her
Well I’ve been gone for awhile. I like to write. I like to tell people cool thing. I like to blog.
Monday,
Maybe I’ll type it up, have you print it out and give it to her. But yeah I’m glad to hear she is hanging on. I really want her to last till hop over to the website I come home. A lot of missionary’s grandparents pass away while they are on their mission but I don’t think many of them grew up living with theirs and being in the same ward their whole lives and being as close as we are to our grandmother. Continua a leggere “If she doesn’t remember me then oh well, at least she’ll know someone loves her” →
