Sometimes Life Throws You A Curveball…

I was 8 the first time I met my grandparents.  it was a big thing for me, too.  Having never flown before, the chance to fly all by myself at 8 years old was an awesome experience.  And this wasn’t just a small flight, either… no, I got to actually cross the entire country, from Coast to Coast.  Flying out of Victoria (in a window seat, of course) right to Halifax (with a layover in Vancouver, and a brief stay of a few hours at Toronto Pearson).  By myself.  At age 8.  Obviously, I grew up in a different World than people find their children in now.  Anyway, it was the first chance I got to meet my Dad’s parents… as well as a sister of his that I had only barely spoken to on the phone, and his oldest brother. (more…)