Papaw

Part of my New Years resolution was to blog more personal photos and stories. . . well here's my first step into doing so. Now first off, I'm not a super writer (even though I wish I was at times). I surf the web and read all these amazing ladies blogs and they sound so great. They say all the right stuff and make one feel like your part of their stories. I wish I had that. Every time I sit down to write a blog I try and make it all flow and sound amazing. But when I look back and read what I have, it all just sounds blahhhh. Someday the stories that are so vivid in my head will epically make it through my fingers and onto the web.

Papaw (Taylor's grandpa and one I consider as well) is one of those people. He's one that has the stories that can make you sit back, kick your feet up, and stay awhile. He loves telling the stories and experiences that he's encountered. His hands display stories of the past like the mountains show God's touch. Papaw is a wise man. He draws people in with his love and sour dough biscuits. Everytime I step foot into the house I can't help but think of all the memories that took place there.

Taylor looks up to Papaw so much and I can't help but crack a smile every time I see him because I know that I am looking at Taylor in 50+ years. And that's something I couldn't be more appreciative of.

Much love and blessings, Alyssa

 

Rest in peace Bugsie.