Jamie Matsuura

I realized I haven't written about how lovely my life is. Well many aspects of it are lovely. Brilliant. Hilarious. Beautiful. Fun. Funny. Happy. Great. These many aspects are basically my roommates. They are the best and we have the best of times together. We like all the same things- boys, dancing, music, clothes, singing like Miranda . Sometimes I think we are the same person. They are seriously angels. More often than not, I will come home and a delicious roast will be made for dinner. Sometimes I come home and my bed has been made by the touch of an angel. I seriously have no idea how I've been so blessed. They are my best friends. They love people, they care about people. They are so kind, generous and thoughtful. They are the greatest examples to me and I am so grateful that I get to live with them. Also just take a second and appreciate their beauty. You don't find 3 roommates like this every dynasty.

As Remembrance Day gets closer I am mostly just remembering one of the greatest men to walk this earth - Grandpa Joe. I love that man, and I miss him everyday. I wear flannel shirts, it's as close to a big hug from him that I can get. Alana got me an little orchid and it reminds me of Grandpa. I go to Smiths and just look at the orchids and think of which one Grandpa would like the best. I miss that man. I was looking through some pictures I took at the funeral and I was reminded of what love looks like. I will never forget my grandpa. He is always with me. This is Love. True Love.