In March I took time to look back at my life and remember. My childhood was filled with so many happy moments… resulting in happy memories.
Thinking back about my mother’s parents I have a lot of good memories. They were a bit younger than my father’s parents and lived in the big city.
I remember their first house had many rooms and a big kitchen. Outside was Bruno, the dog and a big avocado tree in which we played a lot. Continue reading Thinking back… my mother’s parents
Thinking back about my grandparents I realize how much I was blessed.
My father’s parents lived in a small little town. As far as I remember they lived in a one bedroom retirement house. It had a small open plan kitchen, a lounge, a short hallway with photos on the wall, a bathroom and a bedroom. Continue reading Thinking back… my father’s parents