When cleaning Carly's room the other day

in preparation to move into her new room (slowly but surely happening), I found a picture. The picture was of her, Pappaw and Nana. I think it pretty accurately summed up how all the kids felt when Nana abandoned them a few years ago. Except for one little pinhole in Pappaw's elbow, I think this was Carly's best artwork as far as staying in the lines.

We talked about it and she told me she's no longer mad and would love to see Nana again. I wish they could, too. They all absolutely adored her and miss her bunches.