• Adventures


    This week might be a quiet one from me — on Thursday morning, my beloved 91-year-old grandma had a stroke, and as she lived alone no one found her until Friday afternoon. She is still hanging on, but half of her brain is dead, half of her body is paralyzed, and there is no hope for her to recover. So, while we all wait to see what happens and cherish these last few days with her, I will just leave you with the pictures from my family’s camping trip a few weeks ago. Enjoy! Happy Monday! Bloglovin | Chictopia | Facebook | Twitter | Pinterest | Instagram | Fiction Press