That's lovely, Brittany. Thank you for sharing it. It's remarkable how it really is the most mundane of memories that stick with us, even in fantasy. I don't need to imagine my dead father telling me important things, such as how proud he is of me. I just want to watch him barbecuing chicken on the grill in his backyard.
That's lovely, Brittany. Thank you for sharing it. It's remarkable how it really is the most mundane of memories that stick with us, even in fantasy. I don't need to imagine my dead father telling me important things, such as how proud he is of me. I just want to watch him barbecuing chicken on the grill in his backyard.
That's lovely, Brittany. Thank you for sharing it. It's remarkable how it really is the most mundane of memories that stick with us, even in fantasy. I don't need to imagine my dead father telling me important things, such as how proud he is of me. I just want to watch him barbecuing chicken on the grill in his backyard.
I love that