Somethings are genetic, others are factors that come into play from how we were raised and what we were exposed to from a young age.
As I am getting older, I have been realizing how much I am like my maternal grandmother. Granted she was the grandparent I spent the most time with. She lived in the same city as I did growing up, so she helped raise my brother and I. She was also the grandparent I had in my life the longest (she passed away when I was 22). So it’s only natural that some things were passed on to me, from her, by having been able to spend so much time with her.
Other things, like the fact that my body doesn’t handle heat all that well can’t be learned. At least I know where I get it from. Not that I mind. I am definitely more of a fall and winter person anyway.
Things I learned from my grandmother: That the beach is amazing, and that it never gets old, no matter how often I get to go to the beach. She also taught me how to knit.
She also happened to be my birthday celebration buddy. Our birthdays were only 2 days apart, so we often celebrated together. I was born 2 days before her 69th birthday.
I am glad that I was blessed to have her as my grandmother. She was always there for me. Even though I tend to be miserable in the summer from the heat, It reminds me of her. Air Conditioning and the fact that I know Autumn is coming are the the two things that get me through summer.
Today was pretty epic. I slept in a little bit and got up around 7:30 this morning. I got up and got ready for the day. I had to make a stop at the bank, the store and the gas station before skipping town for the day.
I headed west, which pretty much only means one thing around here – BEACH DAY!!!!!!!!! I spent the past three weeks in the city and half of that time I spent getting over a cold.
I had the worst case of cabin fever I have had for a long time. I just needed to go, drive and be away from the city.
I drove out to Rockaway Beach, and went for a ride on the Oregon Coast Scenic Railroad. During the summer the train that is pulled by a steam engine between Garibaldi and Rockaway Beach runs several times a day. I went once about a year ago, and really wanted to go again. About a month and a half ago I had the opportunity to go on the Salmonberry excursion, which used one of the Diesel engines (the 101, which has a cow print painted on it). It was amazing as well.
My maternal grandmother passed on a few of the things she enjoyed to me, Knitting, cooking, the beach and Trains. I couldn’t help but think about her and miss her today and how much she would have loved having gone with me on today’s adventure where I combined two of her’s and my favorite things, the beach and trains. Having these common interests, while they remind me of her, and make me sad sometimes; they also make me happy. It is the little things that remind me that she’s have enjoyed them and have been proud of me make me happy and help me to not forget about her.
On my way back inland I stopped and saw my sister for a bit and saw the kids. It was a long day and a lot of driving (pushing 300 miles today), but it was so worth it.