One month ago yesterday I was at Dallas/Fort Worth airport heading to New York to visit my grandparents when I found out my grandfather had passed on. I spent nearly a week in New York to be with my grandma and other family that had come to New York.
About two weeks later, Nick came to Brownsville to visit and help me come to terms with my grandpa's death.
This month feels like it went by in the blink of an eye, but at the same time it feels like it went on forever.
...when in Texas...
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