My grandma had this incredible house. Like one of the ones you see in movies. Like, this is going to be a really crazy example, but did you ever see "The Tigger Movie"? Like Winnie the Pooh. There's this part where they're in the attic and I always remember wishing we had an attic with all that cool old stuff to explore in our house. Then I found Grandma's attic and I knew I'd hit something special! There was actually a stand-up mirror covered in a sheet and a few large trunks full of old clothes! So great.

I think my favorite part was something I really found when I was older. Against one wall in the attic were a bunch of small boxes, and I'd never really paid much attention to them, but one day I decided to go look at them. They were photo boxes, which I'd never noticed before. Thousands of photos, probably, just hidden up in this awesome attic. No one had looked at them in years! I sat up there for what seemed like days just looking through pile after pile of black and white photographs of all the adventures and day to day experiences of a lifetime. A life well lived, that's for certain. I learned more about my grandmother in those days than I've ever learned of about anyone else in my life. Pictures truly hold a thousand words. Images, glimpses of a time that doesn't even exist anymore, never will again. It's magic.

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Peaseblossom (joined over 9 years ago)

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