I got a note from my instructor at school. Next Monday we are having class at her house. She gave the directions, and she lives very close to the old house my Grandparents owned when I was a child. They both died a long time ago (20 years for my grandfather & about 16 for my grand mother) My Grandfather put in the pool, and poured the concrete around the pool. My hand prints & the hand prints of the rest of the family were around the diving board. I don't know if they still are. I know the address she gave was not thier old house, but I started think about walking in that house again. I started wondering how it's changed. I know there is a stain glass window my Grandfather made that they put in one of the doors. I wonder if all my grandmother's wild flowers are still there. My Grandfather donated his body to science & my grandmother was cremated & her ashes sprinkled in the creek behind the house. The last couple of years have been difficult. I just want to go touch that window, & those wild flowers and talk to my grandparents agin. I wish I had known how special they were and how much I loved them. I know they loved me a lot. For some reason it is hitting me today how much I miss them.