I know, I know. It’s Wednesday. Not really a Monday Musings, but hey, let’s just roll with it.
We got back in town last night after visiting my family in Michigan. It was a blast, but driving for 24 hours straight probably wasn’t the smartest thing we’ve ever done.
Roads trips are not for the faint of heart, I’ve decided.
It walking into my grandparents’s house, knowing my grandpa wouldn’t be there. Everything reminds me of him. I’m sure that’s why my grandma is eager to move into an apartment. Being alone in the home they shared for over 60 years is painful.
The above photo is probably my favorite photo of my grandpa. He is seated with his Navy buddies. (He is third from the left.) I think it captured his twinkling eyes and charming smile perfectly. So thankful for that photograph.