Here’s a post from last year where I talk about my grandmother moving from her house. I’m very glad that I documented my memories and have them to keep. If you haven’t captured memories of your childhood home, favorite toys, people you love, I suggest you do so. Especially today in our digital world, it is very easy to capture moments/feelings/personal memories that you hold near your heart. Maybe you want to keep them as memories, and that is fine too, it’s just nice that I have these to look back at and possibly share in the future if I want to.
From the post “Wednesday is Lensday” on 8/6/08
I discovered yesterday that my grandmother is moving out of her house that’s she’s lived in forever (ever since I’ve been on earth). She seems ok with the move actually. She realizes she is getting older and needs more assistance than she used to. Also, the upkeep on her place is getting hard for her to do. She recently had to pour a lot of money into a new furnace and air conditioner. And the move will be easier on her and my folks. She’s going to live just below them on their property.
I guess the whole thing about it is that with her changing locations, I realize a lot of things about myself…that I must face the inevitable…death of her, death of my family, death of myself. And that things are changing around me whether I like them or not. Life just evolves like that. I just always liked the feeling I had when I went to her house and enjoyed my memories there. I think it makes me sad to know that a lot of those days are behind me. It’s not to say that good, new memories aren’t ahead of me and that my life, too, will evolve…it’s just hard saying goodbye to phases/things/loved ones and the reality that goes with it.
The last few times I visited her, I took a few pictures here and there of her place. I knew that it was only a matter of time before things would change and I wanted to have those memories documented…here’s just a few of my favorite things from her house that I cherished and loved about it.