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December 16, 2012 by kkeerr

Austin and I own the house my paternal grandmother owned when she died.  Austin once asked me if it was weird living in my grandmother’s house.  I said no.  It is  almost completely different (in set-up and feel) and sometimes it takes me a minute to remember what it was like when I was just visiting her here.  Somethings, however, are not that different.

Our house (aka my grandma's house) circa 1991.

My grandma’s house (aka our house) circa 1991.

Our house (aka my grandma's old house) 2012

Our house (aka my grandma’s old house) 2012


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