And here's Pa Pa with someone who sure looks like a young me, but I don't recognize that toy. Wait...that's my mom!! 
At the funeral, there was a special pink flower that said Pa Pa. That was for me!! I loved smelling it. It was sitting right next to Pa Pa's mandolin! Maybe one day I'll learn how to play it...
The funeral lasted a long time, and even though I was playing with my boyfriend Ben the whole time I passed out like a rock on the ride home. And then something crazy happened. I must prefice it with this side note - I'm VERY scared of my Uncle Eric for some reason. Maybe because he's so tall - a lot taller than my daddy or my Uncle Myles. He's even taller than most of my parent's friends. Uncle Eric thinks I am scared of him because he tried to feed me to a dinosaur (see the photographic proof in a post called "T-Rex having ME for lunch" from October 2007). Side note ended. So when we got home from the funeral, I was sound asleep in the car. Uncle Eric thought he'd grasp the moment to hold me for once. But as soon as he picked me up...I woke up! And I knew I was in Uncle Eric's arms!!
The next morning we got up early and drove way down South for the graveside services. But before we went there, the church gave us a giant potluck. Naturally, I found the nursery and pulled out a few toys to play with my cousins! (and Dad!)
Of course I found a John Deere Tractor - Gramps raised me right!
It was such a long day, so on the way back home, we all needed to "escape" so we ate dinner at a western steakhouse. Ethan propped me up on a saddle and I knew to throw my hands up in the air like I had seen on all those rodeo's I'd watched on TV with Pa Pa!
My dear ol' Pa Pa, I love you and miss you. But I know you are up in Heaven now feasting with Jesus. Thank you for teaching me how to pray and how to say Amen. Keep an eye on me, and I can't wait until I can see you again one day. 
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It was all that reading we did. Reading makes you tired ya know.
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