spring break in Mesa.

As usual I have been nothing but a train wreck this whole trip. But, I have also consumed fresh OJ every morning, kissed my Grandps and have felt thankful that he is recovering so well, and bickered/gossiped with my Mom over many delicious AZ family meals.

I LOVE THIS PLACE. My grandparents house always smells like my childhood. I LOVE IT.



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