we went christmas tree hunting on monday.
it was freezing cold and i didn't bring a saw. (a saw used for metal pipe really won't work? who knew?)
but we found 3 perfect trees. one for us, one for mom and one for grandma.
it was hard without dad.
but this was our tradition and i'm determined to keep it going.
for me. for cash. and for our family.
when we dropped the tree off to grandma, i was surprised at how emotional it was. this was something that dad and i did every year after grandpa died.
and now here i am, dropping off a tree without him.