Growing up, my grandparents and great-grandparents lived in the mountains of NC and every Christmas my family would make the trek up there to spend some time with them. After my great-grandparents passed away, my grandparents moved to SC to be closer to family and the trips, obviously, stopped. So this year, my dad decided that he wanted to start the tradition afresh and take a few days to head back to the mountains, to end our year with some quality family time and start the new year off rejuvenated. Even though we weren’t back at my grandparents’, we rented a lake house on Lake Lure and headed up on…