
My parents grew up in a small town right outside of Myrtle Beach and we have a considerable amount of family who still resides there. It was strange going to my grandmom's house and not hearing her voice or hugging her neck. My grandmom passed earlier this year and this was my first time returning. I found myself still observing the rules that she set forth as though she were there to punish me. My aunt created a beautiful memorial in the yard that I know my grandmom would love. It truly warmed my heart as I sat and watched it.
I stressed the importance of this visit to my family as I realize that it might be the only beach vacation that we take as I planned to have surgery before the summer ends.











