My grand fathers name was Erling.
Erling was one of my favorite people growning up. He was so handsome and smart and he always had time for me.
When I was about 6, we used to get up really, really early and then we would go down to the beach in Svendborg and watch the sun rise until we could hop into the clear, blue water.
At noon, we would eat our lunches, that my grandma had made for us and just sit on our towels while time passed us by.
When the sun went down, Erling would grab my hand and we would walk home hand in hand with sand in my sandals.
It was some of the best memories of my life ❤️