Today I am at the airport. I’m on my way to Idaho for my grandfather’s memorial service. It may not be the best circumstances, but it still feels good to get away. It feels good to be there for my mom. It feels good to see my sister for a bonus time this year. It feels good to get to see the mountains again. And, it feels good to pack a bag. Adventures come in all shapes and sizes and this one is a little different for me. I am still going to make the best of these five days. The last time I saw my grandpa was on my…