Even in the midst of tragedy, there are bits and pieces of joy that can be found trapped in the rubble. Today was my aunt's funeral. Everything has still been so surreal for me. But this event is teaching me to celebrate life at every occasion.
At the reception, my twin cousins had flowers, and William was trying to put his in his Sprite. We told him he shouldn't do that, it needed water and light. And William's response was, "I give it light so it can be strong and healthy, like....like a pony!" And his brother, Preston, was doing the 'butt dance.' It was cute. Overall, a very tiring, and sobering day.
And then, I got back to my apartment and took a nice, long, well needed nap lol.
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