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2008 |
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2009 |
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2011 |
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2012 |
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2013 |
Mom and I have been riding in the parade together since before 2008, but I'll be damned if I can find those pictures. It's kind of our "thing". It's the one thing every year that we can count on and I had planned on this year being our final year to ride the parade together. So, yes, I'm pissed as hell that I feel like I got cheated out of it.
I hadn't intended on even going to the lodge this year, but a last minute phone call from the Ashinator convinced me. Nebalee had guilted Mom into riding with Autobot this year, and Autobot had made a memory banner for Estes, so away I went up the hill.
It was absolutely the least fun I've ever had riding in a parade (in the truck with Nebalee), but I guess it's time to start all of my "firsts" without my girl.
4 comments:
"This too shall pass."
Kind of like a kidney stone.
Love you, kid.
Bill
Awwww..... hugs.
It hurts extra, when you are faced with all those firsts when you didn't realize you were experiencing lasts.
I am so sorry. Again. I don't have words.
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