Hailes' home teacher left a bottle of fizzy apple cider on the front porch a couple of nights ago, so when O.Splendid arrived with very lovely, light (so light!), lavender goblets—we drank it at the dining table while reviewing some of our favorite grandma house times.
But, it's not really about the things here.
My neighbor came over yesterday to say goodbye. She said, I'm so happy you've never sold the house. Your grandma & grandpa used to always say they wanted the house for their children & grandchildren.
The house is charming and sacred because my grandparents loved us so much. You could live here with nothing—and still feel like the most loved person on the planet.
And now one of their great-grandchildren is moving in!
Someday, I want a house like this.
Where people feel loved just by standing in the front yard.