We wandered in and out of the rooms searching for treasure.
Memories.
A piece of history to carry with us.
After my grandmother’s passing, the grandchildren were invited to her house to reminisce and select special items we wanted to keep. I walked on the back porch where my grandparents used to sit on summer evenings and talk. Covered in dust was their old black phone with the rotary dial…
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I love it Carol. Won't that be something on the day they find those journals.
I was just talking this week with someone about journaling and about how I wish my grandmother had left journals of her walk with the Lord.
I love that you have tucked a hidden treasure for your precious children in your journal. 🙂 What a wonderful idea.
Love to you,
K