Remembering you...

I was on the last sentence of a very long blog entry when I somehow hit delete.  Without typing everything over again, I will sum it up. 

Today marks the 6 month anniversary of my Papa's death.  It is also what would have been his 77th Birthday.  I miss him very much each day.  I want nothing more than to make him proud. 

I will continue this journey each day remembering what you taught me growing up; that I can do anything I put my mind to.  I will not give up.

I love you very much.  Until we meet again...

~Jess

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