6 Coventry Place, Sandwich, MA

Today we took “Gramma” by her old house today. Thought we’d show Charity were Gramma lived for many of the years of her life and where we used to come and visit her often. A special time for Charity and I, though she doesn’t remember it, is when she and I came and stayed a week with Gramma after her husband passed away. It was March, but we got the stroller out and would take walks each day and keep Gramma company as she prepared for another chapter in her life, moving up to Maine with us.

So here it is, Gramma. Awful, isn’t it?

This house used to be a cute little cape, before she sold it in 2004. If I were at home, I’d show the before and after pictures. We knew they had plans of making it a two story home. But it looked just hideous, with cars being worked on in the driveway, junk all around, complete with a gentleman bent over working on an engine . . . much needing to pull up his pants. Yikes. And my reason for not getting a real great picture.

Well, that made it a little easier to move on from there.  

But it’s hard being on the Cape. The place Gramma lived and loved. She loved the Tennessee weather, but missed the ocean.

We drove down to Coast Guard beach, where she is to be scattered. The ocean just has this thing, it’s very emotional. Dave and I have both agreed this is going to be a lot harder than we thought. So after we found a hotel and got some dinner this evening, we went and got ourselves some tissues for tomorrow . . . because, we know we’re going to need them.