Here I go...another trip down memory lane.
I went up north to see my parents and along the way, decided to stop in the old neighborhoods to see how things have changed. The first place I stopped was at my grandparent's home. I pulled up front and saw 2 men out front. I asked if it was OK for me to take a picture of the house since it used to be my grandparents. One man asked me who my grandparents were and when I told him, he said, "That's right!" Turns out the man used to live next door. This house brings back memories of cousins, Christmas eve parties, the smell of dilled green beans, a collie and 2 special grandparents.A mile away is the home where I grew up. This was a World War II house that was moved to this location back in 1954. It was remodeled and bricked and cost $9,000.00! I lived here until I was married. My parents lived in it until 1994. This brings back many fond memories. Just a few are: my awesome family; mom, dad, brother, and sister; the water tank (where we threw rocks just to hear the ping sound) that was across the street and up the hill, sledding down that hill in the winter, the large garden and the big swing set in the back yard, going on picnics with red Kool-aid in a glass mason jar, my good friends, the many pets we owned, the delicious food my mom made, I could go on and on.
I stopped by the house where we had lived for 15 years and raised our children. It's for sale and very neglected! What an eyesore! It was devastating to see it in this condition. The real estate ad calls it a "handyman's dream" and I'd say it's a dream (nightmare) inside and out!
I was afraid to walk in the grass for fear of getting bit by something lurking there. The cat seemed to enjoy the over-grown jungle. This brings back many memories of children, husband, friends, neighbors, learning to me a mom, remodeling, scraping by financially, and saying goodbye as we embarked on new adventures.