April 23, 2010 1:14pm CST
Today I was driving around in the area where my grandparents used to have a summer cottage. It was a strange experience to see the area again and to see their old house. It belongs to another family now, but it still looks like it did in the past. That house, the trees, the beach and everything else remind me of the time that I spent there when I was a child. I have a lot happy memories from that time My grandfather died 20 years ago, and a few years later my grandmother sold the house, but I still remember the midsummer nights we spent there and the other holidays. What kind of memories do you have of your grandparents? Have you ever visited a place again after many years? What was it like to see the place again?