Today was a bittersweet day. In a way it was a first but not really... Robert and I went to the arts and crafts festival. For years, It was a favorite of my Mom and Grandmother. We had started a tradition of attending for the last few years, Grandmother, Mom, my daughter JJ and me. It was always so much fun.
Last year was the first year without my Grandmother and this year would be the first time without my Mom. JJ wasn't ready and wanted to spend the day with a friend, so Robert and I went just the two of us. The day was beautiful, the weather perfect. We ate fresh roasted peanuts as we walked the miles of art venders and watched talented men and women work on their crafts right there.
It was a nice day but it made me miss the 3 most beautiful ladies in my life. Also made me realize how short of time I have with my daughter. She is growing up so fast. I still find myself trying to call my mom to tell her about my day, expecially a day like to day, I know she would have liked to hear all about it