Monday, June 6, 2011

To Grandmother's House We Go....

The house that Nana and Bubbub built for the family in Junction is a special place, a unique place.  I have always referred to it as where I would rather be more then anywhere other then the house I grew up in.  Driving up Tiara Drive, making the familiar turns, and seeing the monument for the first time evokes a feeling much stronger then what the idea of coming home is.  The ride is so much more exiting and anxiety ridden then the night before Christmas for a five year old.  It's a place of safety, of familiarity, and of love.  There's no place in this world that's more welcoming or serves as a center of being.  I know that no matter what growing pains or troubles I have, there is nothing that ginger snaps and biscotti with Nana over coffee can't fix.  The place is filled with history from Bubbub putting in a swimming pool before the house to Nana's 'rasberry' front door.  If chocolate ice cream is somewhere in the house, the place becomes that much better! 
EMILY

3 comments:

  1. Hit the nail on the head. It is a very special place as well as a nature preserve.

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  2. Are you referring to the pitter patter of little feet?

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  3. By pitter patter of little feet, I refer to the Whistle Pigs.

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