It was a crazy weekend; after the Bluegrass concert, we cleaned up the church, took a shower, and headed out to Jessie’s family reunion in
Family reunion was good. Sunday morning, we were eating breakfast. There’s a graveyard at the end of the road Jessie’s grandmother lives on. John said matter-of-factly that it made him sad because it made him think of his Mommy. We were all at a loss for words.
Later that night, at Jessie’s parents’ house, we had a bonfire, under the stars, surrounded by corn. John and Joe were busy roasting marshmallows, playing, getting loved on. At the end of the day, I have to believe love is enough, and will see us through.
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