This past week my mom, brother & I flew home to Saint Simons Island, Georgia. My heart is in Los Angeles and has hard as it is to believe I was born on an island on the other side of the country. I haven't been home in two years but it was so incredibly nice to fly home and visit my family for the 4th of July. Since I was in town I had to visit my paternal grandfather. As much as I don't speak to my biological father, his father is still an extremely important person in my life. It was so good to see him. I told him I had to take a few photos of him and he sat down and put the biggest, cheesiest smile ever on his face. I don't think I could ever explain how fuzzy my heart felt. Here's a few cute ones taken at his house.