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Grandparents' House: A Home Away From Home

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Grandparents' House: A Home Away From Home

As I approach the turn to my Grandparent's house, my stomach turns in
anticipation of the sweet sugar cookie smell that awaits. I turn up the long
narrow gravel road and park my car in front of their house. I step outside and
a chilly little breeze bites at my cheeks. I take a deep breath and the sweet
smell of burning cedar enters my nose. I look up to the chimney and see the
gray puffs of smoke scatter as it hits the still winter air. I shut the car
door and follow the sidewalk to the back door. I open the door and a child-like
smile immediately spreads across my face.

Before I can even get my shoes off, my grandma greets me with her usual warm
hello. I smile back at her and ask what she's been up to. But I don't even
need to ask, I can already smell the fresh bread thats been baking in the
oven. I get up to go to the kitchen, and her pug, Mack, jumps up and tries to
lick my hand. My grandma follows me into the kitchen to make some hot tea. I
sit on the counter as my grandma makes the tea. Some of my best Christmas
memories are of making cookies with my grandma in that very kitchen. We get our
tea and go back to the dining room. I sit at the table and listen to my
grandmas day. She tells me that her and grandpa finally got the Christmas tree
up, and all of the decorations put on it, and that after lunch, grandpa is going
outside to hang up all of the icicle lights. I set my tea down and go into the
living room to check out the tree.

She turns on the lights, and the tree lights up like the one in the Rockefeller
Center. I take a closer look and am still able to pick out some ornaments I
gave her when I was a little girl. My grandma comes back with boxes and boxes
of more decorations. She tells me I can start upstairs and she'll take the rest
of the downstairs. I grab a box and head up stairs. I spot the old record
player my cousin and I would always mess with. I go in the loft and put on one
of the old "Time Life" Christmas records. Suddenly some of my most cherished
Christmas memories start to come back. I can picture me and my cousin sitting
on the top of the stairs, plotting out how we would proceed to open presents on
Christmas day. Nearly every year, we would plan to open the paper so carefully,
it wouldn't even tear. Of course, this never went as planned, and it ended up
being a race to see who would finish first. I start to hang decorations along
the banister and finally finish up at the bottom of the stairs.

I walk over to the grand piano, and drape some more decorations on it.
Sitting on the piano bench, I think back to all the piano lessons my grandma
repeatedly tried to give me. They almost all ended in failure, but it was worth
it just to hear my grandma play. She has always been such an amazing artist.
Not only does she play the piano, but she is an incredible painter. To this
day, I can still just show up...

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