I love grandparents. I love my grandparents, other people's grandparents, and the thought that someday I will be grandparent. A few weeks ago we lost Matt's grandma and being in her house just isn't the same. When we would go to bed we could hear her shuffling around in her room above us. She would walk home from church with us every Sunday and we would joke that we should stop at a cafe we passed and grab a burger. She never caved.
Matt had been filming her about a month previous to her passing and we are so grateful for what he got. We also looked through some old family films and couldn't believe how much history this house has-and how much it hasn't changed.