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Grandparents' house

Thinking about my grandparents' house brings back a lot of memories. I think about how their house was always so peaceful and warm. It was the kind of place where you could meditate without being disturbed. There was never too much drama going on in my grandparents house because they wouldn't allow that kind of foolishness. I use to love walking around my grandparents living room there were pictures of all my family members hanging on walls, on coffee tables, You name it, pictures were every where. I even liked the old phones they had in their house especially this old phone they had in their bedroom. It was a real antique phone. I guess it was worth a fortune because every time I would pick it up they would tell me to hang it up.

I also liked the couch they had. It was an old cozy comfortable couch that turned into a bed when it was time to go to sleep. I also liked this one coffee table that they had, I used to sit on the floor and put all my hot wheels cars on this table and play and listen to them talk about all aspects of life.

Last but not least I would love it when Sundays came around. That was a special day at their house because every one would go to church. After church we would come back to their house and talk about what happened in church. Like how come that lady let her baby cry during people's testimony or did you see that lady with the dress that was to small for her or did you see the new guy get the holyghost. How can people buy brand new cars but not have money to put in the collection plates or have money to pay their tithes.

These are the kind of conversations they had until it was dinnertime. Then we would gather around the kitchen table and say a prayer and have family dinner. This is the kind of environment that any child would like to have grown up in because it was so peaceful and most of all it was the house of the lord.