Hello my friend,
My grandmother recently turned 90 years old.
She was and still is such an integral part of my life. She practically raised me when my single Mom would work long hours when I was a child.
In fact, I was telling my son Matthew that every summer, from five to eleven years old, I would fly down to Florida on my own and spend a month with my grandparents. I told them a story about this giant banana tree that every year I would get my picture taken in front of. I shared stories about swimming and fishing in the lake outback. And how my Grandfather loved to sit on the swing every night and watch the sunset.
We would finish our summers by driving across the country with their pop-up camper. I got to see the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone National Park, Mount Rushmore and the Baseball Hall of Fame all before I was ten years old.
Maybe this is why "Living like a tourist" is one of my five goals in life.
I had not seen her for over a year due to...