It was so fun to see my family - they are always fun and we all get along so well. But it was so hard to realize that the place I half way grew up in was gone and was going to belong to someone else in a few days.
My Dad found a box of clothes that my Grandma saved of his dad's...the last outfit my Dad can remember his dad wearing before he died...so sentimental (and also hilarious) that my Dad could wear them all! They were only a couple of inches too short :)
SUCH a good picture of my Dad...love him!
He was rocking those polyester pants!
We spent most of the day cleaning up and helping everyone load their respective vehicles with the last of Grandma's things we had divided up. We got our china hutch loaded, and then loaded again after we learned we were going to be driving through some crazy rain and that we better get it covered! Nolan was a big help with the old school vacuum cleaner too.
Of course, my Grandma still surprised me even after she was gone with yet another bag of crazy-sentimental things she saved of mine. I had always heard that I came home from the hospital in a stocking on Christmas Eve, but never actually saw the stocking. Well, in the last bag of mine that was left, there it was. Plus, so many other "first" outfits that I never knew existed. I just bawled. She never quit thinking about her grandkids or keeping special things for them. She knew how much it would mean to us one day - she was so right.
Once everyone seemed pretty well packed, we decided to head home. I couldn't help but take some pictures of her house as I remember it. Knowing full well that if she was still in it today it would have already been updated by now!
Oh how many hours I spent on that floor in front of the television :)
Retro!
Her sweet pink bedroom...I can still see the bed and all of her things here.
I will never forget watching her getting ready in here...every single day.
Oh I miss her so much. She was truly such an amazing woman and role model. I wish she was still here, but I know she is in a much better place and we will always have our precious memories.
Awww...so sweet. This post makes me want to cry. It's so hard to let go of something like that. I had a really hard time with that when my grandparents moved from their house and then our family sold it after they passed away. So many sweet memories.
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