This is such a beautiful time of year. It's my favorite time of year, cool crisp mornings, the beautiful colors of the leaves.
This weekend is MEA weekend. The kids are off from school Thursday and Friday. When I was young, that meant that my mom and I traveled to Illinois to see my Grandma. She lived in a tiny, tiny home, but it was her home and I loved it. I loved traveling down there because the trees were so pretty. My mom and I would stop halfway and eat lunch, then make it to grandma's by mid afternoon.
When I had my daughter I stopped going for a while, then the three of us started going to Grandma's. It was still as special as always. Unfortunately my son never got the chance to visit Great Grandma's house.
While we were down there, my moms cousin would bring us boxes of chocolates for Sweetest Day. I had never heard of it until he started bringing chocolates when we were there!
Grandma's house was always such a special place to be. There were a couple family reunions there.
Sometimes it's fun to have the memories, and to think about the visits.
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