If that Meme isn’t the truth, I don’t know what is!
A little under a month ago. We were trying to decide on what to eat. We wanted to go to El Novillero, but they were closed. So we were just driving around and we pulled up to another spot and for some reason I was like nah, let’s go to Luigi's Pizza Parlor and honestly I never want to eat inside, but this day I was like yeah let’s sit down and eat. Chileeeeeeeeeeee, so my Mom was talking to my daughter and said you know your Mom likes her salads. I instantly thought of my Grandma because she loved salads too. So then I’m like damn Grandpa stayed coming to Luigi’s we all grew up coming here. I’m looking at the wall and I see a photo of the owner and remember he had passed away too. I’m up in the Pizza Parlor eating Pizza uncontrollably crying my eyes out.
In that moment I’m like yes I’m supposed to be here this isn’t by accident. Ok so we leave, and we’re driving I’m still crying. I’m like oh we are about to turn down 24th Street. I actually don’t drive that way much. We are at a stop light and I see a Gas Station on the corner I use to always go to with my Grandpa, then boom memories just start flooding to remembrance, now me and my Mom are comparing our stories about trips to that Gas Station with Papa. At this point I’m in my feelings. I mean hella emotional. My Grandpa has been gone for 11 years and my Grandma 7 years. In those moments of grief, I literally just felt pure Love. I can’t remember if it was in the same day or the next day, but my Mom sends me this video on IG. OMG, everything made so much sense! My Grandparents were definitely with me that day.
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