Omi

Omi . When I hear that name I think of a lot.

When my mom told me what she was planning I knew it was important to write something. Yet I couldn’t think of anything. Not because I didn’t have anything to say but because when I think of Omi so much comes to mind.

I think of a wonderful person that I wish I could see more often. I see someone that is loving and caring and just all around a wonderful person. I see someone that I went on adventures with or even just stayed at home and relaxed and both situations were just as fun because I was with my Omi.