Over the Memorial Day weekend, Hubby and I traveled to Kansas City, Missouri with my family. KC is where my dad was born and raised, and where the majority of my dad’s family still lives. We don’t travel to KC often enough, but I’m thankful for the time I got to spend with my aunt and many cousins.
The house in the picture is where my grandma Patricia use to live, and where we would visit as kids. That yard is where I earned my street cred by fighting a neighborhood kid- I’m not proud, but what’s done is done. My grandma passed many years ago and it was nice to just be somewhere she use to be. I have lots of fond memories of this house and of my grandmother, and I will cherish them always.