
My Paw-Paw passed away this week. He was 95 years old. He lived a full life, but it is always so hard to see someone you love pass on. A few photos as a tribute to a grandfather who never stopped making me smile: From last Christmas:

I woke up to this today!… accompanied by THE sweetest note and to-die-for homemade chocolates (which I may or may not have eaten for breakfast). My romantic, thoughtful fiance loves to leave me little surprises (not just on/around V-Day), and my heart grows fonder with each passing day. No matter if you’re in a relationship…