This weekend my family went through my grandmother's house. It was so bittersweet. It was great reminiscing but sad because we knew it was one of the last times we would see her house the way it looked before she passed. It was also hard deciding what I wanted to keep to remember her, so many of those memories are intangible but more so it was tough to think about if I had a child would they want this or that or would they appreciate books that I read as a little girl. It is all emotional thinking of the family, losses and wants.
come on phone call with some good news:)
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