Monday, November 7, 2011

Comfort Zone

This weekend was wonderful. There's something so comforting about going to my grandma's, to this place that has been the same my entire life, from the wallpaper to the shag carpeting. It's nice to feel that there are places that don't change. That coming here will always mean hugs and laughter, fish-fry dinners, afternoon naps and walks by the lake. That even though my grandpa is gone, we still feel his presence here. Yet it's a comfort to see things change, too, to watch new generations like my nephew bring new energy and even more love to this place.

Photos by me. 


  1. Lovely words, Katie. Yes, it's comforting to see some things seem to remain the same, and you feel happy whenever you return there, reliving beautiful memories and enjoying the right now too. Have a wonderful week!

  2. Sounds like another fabulous weekend! It's amazing how much comfort we find in familiarity. An afternoon of napping, walking by the lake and eating fish-fry is just what I need right now!

  3. just lovely. glad it was such a nicetime.

    my place like that is my in-laws. old-fashioned, never changes. we visit and can always count on familiarity as comfort.

  4. :) this made me smile...I spent more time with my grandparents than my parent growing up.

  5. i adore this post! there is something about grandma's house that is instantly comforting. love the photo's!

    xo, vanessa (the gal)

  6. So glad you had a nice weekend! Fish-fry dinners and afternoon naps sound quite amazing.