I hated visiting my grandma when I was a kid. We took family road trips to Montana every year growing up, and it wasn’t a trip that I looked forward to. Partially because she smoked, and the smoke smell would always stink up my clothes for many days after we left. But it was mainly because she didn’t let me play my gameboy. And she forced me to finish all my vegetables. Cooked carrots and cooked green beans are gross, man. She was stern and very rule oriented, but never harsh.
God bless you billy. You’ll see her again soon. That was beautiful man. I pray one day when you guys meet again 🤞🏻 you can hand her that envelope.
I just woke up before reading this and now you've made me cry! Well, thanks for that .. beautiful story
thank you for sharing. 🤍 what is a gameboy tho?