Life in the Slow ✶ Lane
My wholesome trip to Colorado (visiting my grandparents)
This past September I finally got to go visit my grandparents - and it was magical as hell. I bought my grandpa a Dodgers hat from the airport and brought my grandma one of my ice cream sandwich box ceramics. My grandpa wore the hat the entire time we were there, and before I knew it my grandma had already placed my ice cream sandwich box front and center on the dining room table (she filled it with little candies). My grandparents are precious. I have fond memories of playing outside with my cousins, up to no good, riding bikes around the block. Everything felt so much bigger back then! Growing up as an Army brat and coming back home to see my grandparents was few and far between. Even though we were far apart for most of the years I was growing up, I knew we had a special bond - All of the grandkids do (and there’s a lot of us!).