We were at Grandmas this weekend, making more memories. Sara figured out who I learned "the brown word" from... proving that the women in my family are all from the same orchard. In familial defense, you have never seen two more adorable women with potty mouths than my grandma and I.
While at Grandmas, Sara and I picked up a few things that we are storing temporarily in Grandmas basement...to include my photo albums.
So, This evening, after a balanced meal, I sat on the floor going through old photos...missing the people that are gone, smiling at the memories of our times together, and being grateful for the life I have.
This is a photo of Grandpa (driving) taken before any of us, except for Nannan, knew him. I can't get over that these people, that were and are such a major part of my life, had major parts of their lives that didn't include me. But then again this photo was taken on my birthday, 28 years before I was born.