Before Mia was born, I was able to take Isla to a special place with my Mom. This place holds so many wonderful memories for me. Sunday dinners, exploring, irrigation time when the yard would flood and we would play in the water, crawling through a hole in the fence to get to the park, the dusty cellar that I always imagined as a cave, the smell of mothballs (I know it doesn't sound pleasant, but if you knew my Grandma you'd understand) fresh fruit, sitting on the patio and just talking while dusk faded into night, listening to my Grandpa tell stories, magnets and coffee mugs from all over the world, playing card games, scrabble, riding bikes, walking to the store to buy candy, climbing trees, and a plethora of many more. This is the house where my mother grew up, and where her parents stayed till the end of their days. It is still in the family until it won't be anymore. Being here is magical to say the least, and I wanted Isla to get a small notion of what it was like for me. I think she felt it. This place has my heart.
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