I miss the days when my dad still talk to his mom and we'd see her on a regular basis.
I miss being little and oblivious to the family problems that surrounded me.
I miss my grandpa and wish he could have met my nephew who carries his 4th generation name.
I miss granny and grand daddy who always showed great love for my family.
I miss when my dad would pick me up from school with his motorcycle.
I miss the days when the Blackwells would gather around grandma and grandpa's fire pit and talk for hours and hours while us kids would play.
I miss Chapel in the Hills where I got baptized and met so many great people.
I miss Christmas at grandma and grandpa Turner's house.
I miss Mervyns Department Store.
I miss the smell Monsoons in Tucson.
I miss the Conyers. You couldn't ask for better neighbors.
I miss Friday nights when my mom would bring home pizza after work.
I miss my mom.
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