These are pictures of my grandparents house. To others viewing these pictures, it's simply a house. To me, it's comfort and a smile. My memories aren't heart warming because my grandparents were wealthy and had extravagant furnishings. It was the small things that gave comfort. Walking up the walkway with the tiny stones that gave way under your shoes. The smell of homemade chocolate chip cookies when we walked in the door. Knowing there was a small basket of our toys in the dining room closet waiting for us. The way the stairs creaked when we went upstairs. The hot dogs and shoestring potatoes Grandma made us for lunch when my sister and I took our children when they were growing up and we went to visit Grandma in the summer when school was out. The hot chocolate topped with mini marshmallows Grandma made for all of us when we would sled on her hill each winter and we came in to warm up. Grandma taking all of the grandchildren to the woods near their home around the corner, "Skunk Valley" to show us the lilies of the valley when they were in bloom. All of the family picnics in Grandma and Grandpa's back yard. And Grandma waving good bye to each of us as we would pull our cars out of the driveway after our visits from the bedroom window. A tradition my Mom did each time all of us would leave the driveway, I have done with our family, and now our children wave to us when we leave.
In today's world of social media and the pressures that come with it to show the world we are happy and have lovely homes, cars, vacations, etc., I can assure you simplicity and love is all that's needed and will give more memories than anything else money can buy. Relax and enjoy the moments.
~Happy Summer~
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