Lake Erie with the fam..

It was another night at the lake. We all sat outside drinking drambui and watching the sunset. We caught up on life, laughing, making memories. This trip to the lake may have seemed the same as any other, but this was the last trip we would make to the lake with my grandpy. We sat and watched the sunset like we always did as Grandpy sang us songs in Czech about the "old country" and coming to America for a better life of "drinking coffee and whiskey."
How blessed am I to have had this final time to enjoy my grandpa...how blessed to have roots, a family who loves me, memories of laughter and joy, my freedom to pursue my dreams and passions. The week at the lake was bittersweet reminding me of what a beautiful gift we have to live this life.