I’m blessed beyond measure to have my Gram & Papa alive and well. They are the rock that holds our family together! When I was a little girl I used to ride the bus home from Kindergarten and would get dropped off at their house. I have such fond memories of my Gram standing in the front door waiting and watching for me as I arrived. She always had something fun for me to do. It might have been to go out and help her pick raspberries or maybe go out into the woods and sit on a big rock and read stories. That rock became known as the reading rock. I remember being so small that it took all that I had to climb up onto that big rock. There was a smaller rock next to it that Gram would sit on while she read to me. Seeing that same rock now as an adult makes me realize how small I must have been when we would go out there. I’m able to walk over to the rock and sit right down. No climbing necessary any longer. I could go on and on with the list of memories I have of time spent with my Gram. She’s a rockstar to me!
My Papa is equally wonderful. He would also be waiting for me as I climbed off of that bus when I finished each day of Kindergarten. When I wasn’t spending time with Gram I was spending it with Papa. He has a love for all things fishing. I remember many days spent sitting next to him in a chair next to their pond as we anxiously awaited for a bite on our line. I would catch them and he would take care of the rest. I wasn’t a huge fan of touching the fish. I’m still not. When he wasn’t fishing he was taking care of their farm buildings or riding his tractor. I loved to ride that tractor with him!
I don’t need to continue for you to know that I adore my grandparents and their zeal for life.
Recently my cousin and I did a mini session with my grandparents. It was so fun and they were the best participants. They did anything and everything we asked them to do and giggled the whole time. Here are a few shots from our little session. They even threw in a few ideas of their own (or just goofed off).