My Weekend started off bitter sweet. I attended memorial services for my uncle Jeff Boutte. I was able to see relatives whom I hadnt seen in years and some Ive never met.As I was driving down to Opelousas the memories of him started to play through my mind. I remember my grandparents bringing me to uncle Jeffs house to visit. We always had a good time riding 4-wheelers and eating. As I drove down those country roads it all came back to me. I was in the backseat of my grandparents station wagon all over again. Its amazing how certain things can spark your memory and bring you back to those moments in time. Nothing compares to the memories that are created with family. You may go years without seeing or talking to a family member but the love still remains.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 03:13:59 +0000
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