I went to Fonda's (Catie's Grandma) funeral tuesday. It was really sad. I remember when Josh and I were first together she let us stay in her house and was there for us when our parents weren't. That was both a hard time and a good time of life. It was interesting to think back to that period of time in my life. Josh wanted to come but couldn't get off of work and so wasn't able to come. He was annoyed at that...but what can you do?
Going to funeral's always makes me think about my life and what really is important to me. At the end of the day, it doesn't really matter what I drive, or who likes me. What does matter is if I made a difference in someone's life. I like to think that I have.
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