I poked around a bit to find a link to the real estate listing for my grandmother’s house. I hear its under contract now, so a new owner may be calling it home soon. The link to the site will probably not last, either.
One of the reasons I was anxious last month to pick up the furniture from it was so that I could walk through it one last time. Of course Grandma isn’t there anymore, but there are plenty of memories inside those walls.
Its still weird to see it empty.