My mom wanted a cd of family pictures made before I left, all the while saying ‘Who is going to take our pictures now?!’
I learned a lesson today. Mayday Parade + an impending move to college + ‘old’ family pictures = don’t mix well.
I love my family so much. I love our Spanglish conversations, I love recalling old memories with them (we have some really good ones), and I love how we all look alike. This move is going to be hard since it will be the first time living away from them. Is it bad that I’m already looking forward to Christmas?
I am so so blessed.