Sunday, August 18, 2013


We drive home on country roads because when you're given the option those are the ones you want to take. I turn the radio station to country music because you seem to know the words to every song. When we get close to home you say, Aunt Shea.

Yes, baby.

Tomorrow when you say thank you I want you to say thank you for a Shea day.

Oh Jess. I'm glad to be living but you know I have to live with myself everyday so it doesn't seem all that spectacular. How 'bout being grateful for a Shea and Jesse day?

You smile. Nod your head in approval. 

Today I am so very grateful for those days Jesse and I claim for ourselves.
She's right. They are some of the best.

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