Grandma's house
I'm back in San Jose again. It's the third time I've been here since June. After all these trips it's easy to forget that I still live in Oklahoma.
Yesterday was very exciting and interesting. I got to go inside my grandma's old house, where my dad grew up and where I lived (in the garage) when I was in 8th grade. What's so interesting about it is that my grandma hasn't lived there for several years. I was there to meet someone who happend to be in the family that bought the house when my grandma moved out. It was very weird and brought back a lot of memories. It mostly looked the same, but with a few obvious differences. And it seemed a bit smaller.
posted by Matt @ 1:48 PM
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Smaller?
Maybe Matt just grew a wee bit bigger?
Things always seem to be much bigger when you are smaller. It is always funny to me how things from the past can bring such a sense of nostalgia. It is like you are reliving the past.
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