At the hospital, waiting for Mom’s surgery to be done. Getting lots of support from family and friends. Rummaging through my bag and found that I have three toothbrushes packed in there.

Somewhere my Grandmother Jernigan aka Lola is smiling down on us. I picture us now in the hot summers of the 60s, waiting in un-air conditioned cars (always more than one car full) for Granny to come out so that the trip could commence. Rarely did she come out of the house without a toothbrush in her mouth. ❤️