My last vacation was to visit my grandpa in England because his dying wish was to see my sister and I one last time . It was sad to see a family so close to me just pass away in my arms and to realize that I was the last person he ever talked to, but at the end of that day after I told him of all the things I’ve accomplished he patted my hand then that’s when I knew that he was proud of me . After his passing my mom traveled all around England seeing the beaches , the historic destinations , and seeing our other family .
(I would hope that’s over 50 words) :)