Flashback Friday

First, we are flashing way, way back, back before my time to my 3 year old grandmother. Wasn’t she a little cutie? I was thinking about her the other day and came across these pictures cleaning out my desk a few days later. The one below is her in our swing at the beach park in Pascagoula in October of 1982. She took me to the park a lot, and we always ended our trips in this swing looking out at the gulf. I swear, I can still feel the cold metal, hear the creaking of the swing as we glided, and smell the salty beach air. I can’t quite wrap my head around that feeling though, it’s as blurry as the picture. I just know it was good. I sure do miss this sweet lady! I suddenly have a desire to swing by the sea.