Saturday, August 20, 2016

Coffee with Sis

After my mother died, I called her sister every 

Saturday to check in on her.

She said, “Wait till I get my coffee and go to the porch,”

thus begun a long season of having coffee with Sis.

Sis is gone now but I miss our coffee time.


Glad you are raising a cup to us. Thanks,

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