As Special as it Gets

This was an amazing project. I had taken a trip to Park Valley to see my Grandmother's Grave. The house she grew up in is abandoned yet beautiful. My Grandmother's parents were immigrants from Switzerland.

I walked down the dirt path with my daughter's hand to the back of the house. I was nervous not knowing what animals may be lurking. I stepped up onto the creaky porch past an old broken wide-open fridge. I could see broken glass on the porch. I kept my eyes open wide, I could hear something coming. I wondered if it were some big bull dog. My heart sped up. Backing up because I was scared, I picked up my little girl, ready to run. There they were, about 5 little cute puppies. It scared me to death!

I stepped back up onto the porch looking inside. I could see the old fireplace boarded up. We reached inside to get some wall paper.

I wanted to take somethings back with me to produce for me, my mom, and my sister.

Well, with the glass from the house, I cut it to size, cut out the wall paper, and found some vintage photos of my Grandmother. My Grandmother died when my mom was 10. She wrote some letters to my mother to have her open on Birthdays. My Grandmother would always say "Be Good". I added a charm to remind me to "Be Good".

So special to have a piece of my Grandmother everywhere I go.