Flashback Friday: Learning to Swim

My grandparents have all passed away so when I want to spend time with them, I only have memories. I was lucky enough to have had my Granny and Poppa who loved us so much that we got to spend parts of every summer with them and random weekends here and there. I even told my dad once when I was less than 6 years old that I was going to run away and live with my Granny.

I have tons of photos with my Granny and Poppa from when I was in my teen years after I had gotten my first camera. This one was taken when I was maybe 6 years old; probably younger. It was on one of the trips to the Paradise resort/campground they used to take us to. This is where I learned to swim. My Granny taught me.

Paradise is where most of my memories are... there and running through the halls of their house being chased by Granny. They are truly missed.