So many fond memories transpired here.
Birthdays, parties, Sunday dinners, summer vacations, heated debates, morning coffee talks, laughter and tears-
It is the only place in my life that has been a constant source of unconditional love.
However as I lay here tonight and begin to accept the inevitable, I realized the smell of my grandpa has disappeared, but his memory lives on.
I finally truly understand the saying, "Home is where the heart is."
This house is just a shell, my heart is ready to accept responsibility to make a home for my memories.
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