It only seems fitting to start with her, since she is the inspiration behind me starting these series of posts. I love her so much; she was such a wildcard, always going here in there even in her senior years.
I loved my granny. I loved to hear her stories of going to Africa and hot air ballooning. I love to hear about swimming with the great white sharks. I love to hear how she backpacked in the Himalayas and went scuba diving in the Caribbean.
I recognize now that most grannys just stay at home and make baked goods for their grandkids or do some other kind of domesticated thing. Not my granny, she was a world traveler and had many adventures to tell me and occasionally take me on.