We decided it would be a good day to drive to Taos. We had a beautiful drive and stopped to shop and look around town. Poor little Grant had the worst allergies and sniffled the whole time. He was so well behaved as we shopped and made friends at each place we visited. We came home and had dinner at Il Piatto, my favorite Italian restaurant in Santa Fe. Grant had been there with me as a baby and it was neat to come back with him and create a new memory.
|It's a dinner setting. With spinach, broccoli, fish, |
|Dad's famous one legged man|
|Dad's dog doodles. Always a favorite.|
After dinner we came home and went to the river one last time. To say goodbye. And to smash the urn. And at that moment it ended for me. Now it's time to carry on the good memories and teach Grant all the wonderful lessons Dad so lovingly taught me. I'll miss ya, Dad, but my chin is finally up again.