This weekend in a whirlwind trip down south to see my family we made a lot of memories. The first time most of my extended family met Apple for one thing. Those are moments I’ll never forget.
There was also one quite moment, one moment that wasn’t meant to be showy or a big deal, but it was. We had already driven 4 hours south to see my parents and cousins for the weekend but we decided to drive another hour on Sunday morning to see my grandparents. We met up with them at Church and during the sermon I looked over to see them holding hands.
I wish I could have taken a picture of it. These two have been married for over 50 years. They have had good times and bad and currently my Grandma’s health is failing and my Grandpa has to do A LOT for her physically. Its tough, but they still love each other as much if not more than they ever did. What an inspiration.
They still hold hands… do you?