this fall my gramma (89 years old) called me, and said
"i want to go to europe, and i want you to be
my travel partner."
"SURE! let's do it." i said.
i started looking into things, and we settled
on a riverboat cruise. she said she loved
the waltz and wanted to go on the Danube.
so we started to plan.
Then about a month or so she called, and
said, "i don't think i should do it".
my knee. my blood pressure. my heart.
and i said, "that's okay gramma, i totally understand."
and i did.
honestly i was saddened by this. my gramma is my
biggest soft spot. she taught me how to be nice or at least
to try to be nice all of the time. how to patient
(man was that lady patient). she taught me all
about family first. and i love her for always being
my number one fan. she truly is the best person
i have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
(i wish i had a photo of her to insert here but i
don't right now)
then in november, she passed away. and i thought
about all the things i never got to say and all the things i had
yet to do (like this trip).
then, as i posted in february of this year i lost another family
member. Jason (my brother in-law) was quite young (43 years old),
and i thought again about all the things i haven't done,
and have wanted to do for a L O N G time.
so... i bought two tickets to London. this trip will be just
me and my son Henry...
heading off to see one of my very
best friends and her family, and a little bit of family.
so this is us jumping off! and saying farewell for the
don't wait too long to do the things you want to do,
because you never know when you might have
waited just a bit too long.
all beautiful photos are by the talented Jeremy Baer-Simon