So, we decided to get some gym gear this year. I have been pretty excited about it since I have very limited gym gear and wanted more. The girls got all the info and got it all organized and we got sweatshirts, t-shirts, and sweats. (PS, many thanks to D & M for doing such a SPECTACULAR job and on short notice....we appreciate you!)
I remember the day we (the girls and I) were all deciding what we wanted put on the backs of our sweatshirts. For some of them it's easy - they just go with the obvious and put their names. For others, they want to be cute and put a nickname. I debated for a bit and then asked Meg and she agreed with my decision for my sweatshirt.
Friday night our gear was delivered. I LOVE IT! Here's the front of the sweatshirt...
And I have to admit, I teared up a bit when I saw the back because I had forgotten....
I realize this means nothing to 99% of the people who are reading this and that's ok. There are really only about 10 people who refer to me this way and only about 20 that know what it stands for. But the thing is, I chose to put this on there in memory of the one person who said it the best and ALWAYS referred to me this way. I chose to put it on my shirt because I will never get to hear him call me that ever again.
And somedays, like today, that hurts more than you can ever imagine.
RIP, Brinx, still miss and love you.
I remember the day we (the girls and I) were all deciding what we wanted put on the backs of our sweatshirts. For some of them it's easy - they just go with the obvious and put their names. For others, they want to be cute and put a nickname. I debated for a bit and then asked Meg and she agreed with my decision for my sweatshirt.
Friday night our gear was delivered. I LOVE IT! Here's the front of the sweatshirt...
And I have to admit, I teared up a bit when I saw the back because I had forgotten....
I realize this means nothing to 99% of the people who are reading this and that's ok. There are really only about 10 people who refer to me this way and only about 20 that know what it stands for. But the thing is, I chose to put this on there in memory of the one person who said it the best and ALWAYS referred to me this way. I chose to put it on my shirt because I will never get to hear him call me that ever again.
And somedays, like today, that hurts more than you can ever imagine.
RIP, Brinx, still miss and love you.
***** you made me cry.
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