Last July we attended a family reunion, to celebrate my Grandparent’s 60th anniversary. We were fortunate enough to make the drive with my Grandparent’s from Vegas to Grant’s Pass and back to Vegas. I’ve always known that time is important, just never really took into account how little time we actually have. Just a few, short months later, my Grandma passed away. There are lots of little moments that I’ll always cherish…memories made that I’m sure will come back to me at the appropriate times.
I’ll never forget being parked, waiting for the pilot car to come back and getting out, laughing with my Grandma, enjoying the smell of the cool mountain air, the comfort of the sun as it warmed our shoulders or spotting these flowers, wondering if it was even possibly to capture the simple beauty I saw.