My Grandma died at Christmas. It was unexpected and it was sad, but it happened, and now everyone is moving on and doing well. My dad and Uncle have been slowly going through her house and all her things, and since I live far away, I've been removed from the process. When I was home this weekend I wanted to go over and see what they had done. It was as much to hang out in her space, as it was to poke around and see some of her stuff. Please note the accordian, my handsome Grandpa, a baby me, and my dad and uncle- then and now.
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