but it is another anniversary too. it is the 15th anniversary of my dear grandpa's death. yeah. he died on my grandma's birthday.
bittersweet, for sure.
i kind of believe that he knew she'd be with us that evening--not alone at home, when he died at the hospital that cold night.
i have no big plans today.
i'm going through boxes in the basement. deciding what to keep, toss and giveaway. i'll probably get lost in the first box for hours and then red will come down and rescue me(read *ask what's for dinner?*). deciding what to keep and toss and givaway is sometimes hard.
this i know.
i am thankful for all the things that my grandparents gave me with a warm hand. not anything of huge value to anyone else, but to me? priceless.
funny things. 
worn things. 
everyday things. i'm keeping that in mind as i head to the basement.
best
deborah
