P52 - Week 42 - the Grands

It's been a long couple of weeks, planning Papi's funeral. The headaches have been constant along with the ache in my heart.

But this bunch right here (& a few more not in the frame) has kept me going in large part.


I am glad that most of them really don't understand why everyone is so blue. They have cookies and punch and all of the cousins are together - a set of circumstances that is usually reserved for holidays - so to them, it feels a lot like a party.

And really, THAT is what Papi would have wanted. Like my sweet mom that went earlier this year, Papi really didn't do depressing. He did big laughs, family, and he NEVER turned down a cookie and a Coke-a-cola. So raise your bright red can of carbonated sugar water, take a bite of your favorite cookie, and wish our favorite guy a peaceful passing!