She opened my eyes to a lot with her passing, As much as I hate to say that.
She wrote everything down, and put a date on it.
In every single book that she read, she put the month and year that she finished it.
When it was beautiful out that day, she just randomly wrote the date down anywhere and said "Nice out"
She made little notes out beside a random recipe of what she did the day before.
So I have decided to do the same. Every craft made for me, I keep. Every flower picked for me, I keep. Every memory made by me, I Write it Down.
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