Today was moving day for my grandma. Living in this old farm house was a bit too much for her, so we found a nice place in town for her. It's a little bittersweet. The turning of a page on a farm long past its usefulness.
There's beauty in the decay....it's hard to see reality when memories try to cloud your vision. This rickety old shed once housed chickens...and then when the chickens were gone, Kittens. I can't tell you how many afternoons I'd spend sitting in old hay playing with piles and piles of kittens. I wish Tommy would have showed up today....Grandma says there's been at least 3 Tommy's, but amazingly, they all look the same...grey with a white nose and white paws.
We lived in a trailer on this farm, nestled between Grandparents and my great Aunt and Uncle, until I was in 1st grade. Today it feels like there is a hole inside, as big as this clearing where the barn once stood. My childhood was here, a time much simpler yet still so full.
I pray that my grandma enjoys her new abode, but honestly my heart will always be here on this little old farm. Goodbye old friend.
The dining room kept the mod feel (breakfast was ehh, I thought it was expensive for lukewarm food, but it matches Chicago prices).
This was Lori and I's first time on the subway!
We met up with Joyce's daughter (who graduated last year from the Art Institute). Isn't she the cutest! It was so fun to catch up with her and hear all about her super cool new job! She was a total sport listening to all of our "old lady" talk! We ate supper at the Weber Grill....and then had to trek back with full bellies on the subway...urp!
The hotel is right across the street from Grant Park and a couple of blocks from the Chicago Art Museum. (the boys saw this picture and said "look, it's Asland!")
On Saturday we hoofed it to CB2...which is AWESOME....and then Crate and Barrely Outlet....and last but not least Trader Joes.
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