Today started out with getting to sleep in for an extra hour YIPEE. Then it hits, the memories, today marks fourteen years since my dad has passed. Today walking through the house I could smell cinnamon toast. This smell brought back a flood of memories, and yes the tears started to flow yet again. These are tears of happy memories, of Dad & Mom. Dad & Jess were the best of buds there was not to many times you would not see one without the other. Fridays was their day, he would always go to town with her stop at a local restaurant and have breakfast, then they would go shopping together. Oh man he would spoil her, then again that is what grandpa’s are for to spoil their grand kids.