We have been settling into my Grandma’s house and have been here a couple weeks. Our first morning here we were welcomed with a skiff of snow which helped bring the Christmas spirit despite our mounds of boxes and disorganization.
The kids are having a great time running and playing! With a nearly empty basement they are having a blast running and squealing. It will be quite the adjustment when we move into our tiny home which is a quarter of the size of Grandma’s place!
My grandpa was a chicken farmer who ran a hatchery of several hundred egg laying hens. They raised six daughters in this home and I am sure it the walls could talk they would tell many stories. It isn’t the same now that both Grandma and Grandpa have passed. Their home especially isn’t the same now that most of their things are gone. A few years back their five acres of farm buildings were cleared off the land and a tiny subdivision was started. So change has been going on here in
The house now just feels like a shell of Grandma and Grandpa’s home. Emptying it of their things almost takes away it’s spirit of them. An odd feeling of something that has a been a constant and consistent my whole life. A sad change of letting go of somethind dear and loved.
Stay tuned for our adventures in Grandma’s house!
Happy New Year
and We hope you had a Merry Simple Christmas!