My sister and I with our new haircuts, out to eat the night before we left.
I always miss my sister, my mom, and my grandma the most right after seeing them. Sometimes it’s hard having all of us spread all over the place, but as we return to our homes I know that we are all exactly where we’re meant to be. My mom’s in Florida, my sister’s in Wyoming, my grandma’s in Iowa, and I’m in Oregon. Each place suits each one of us at this time. I’m so glad I got to see my mom’s world in Florida and she is the best host. My mom and sister made delicious meals, even changing ingredients in recipes to accommodate us. My mom’s dog Ole was such a cuddly, fluffy love. The weather was amazing. The beach was bliss. The oranges were divine. But the best part was laughing together, all in one place.