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easygoingfemme · 01-20-2025, 05:03 PM

I'm feeling nostalgic. As I prepare to buy the house that my great great grandparents built, my mother found her father's diary of his upkeep of the house. I spent today spot sanding the floors and re-finishing them while thinking of all of my family who has walked those floors. Great Great Grandparents, Great grandparents, grandparents, my parents, my mother's cousins, my brother, my daughter, so many friends and extended family. I never met my maternal grandfather, he died young. But his diary of the house is... priceless. Every renovation, every purchase, down to every pound of nails, was detailed. He detailed every guest who came for any holiday, the day my mother moved from her nursery to her big room (she was 12!) It's a profound history to have. Nothing was taken for granted and everything was worked for, earned, paid off, and appreciated.

My Grandfather called my Grandmother "Spooky". We don't know why that was his pet name for her. I think it's because she was quiet and could easily "sneak up" on people when she was just being herself. I wish we knew the story for sure though.

The floors I'm finishing will never be perfect or pristine. I hope I never need to replace them. There's a lot of history in that wear and tear.

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easygoingfemme Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Lil' Miss Sassy Pants Preferred Pronoun?: She/her Join Date: Oct 2012 Location: My place by the river Posts: 3,692 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 7,023 Thanked 14,975 Times in 3,318 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	I'm feeling nostalgic. As I prepare to buy the house that my great great grandparents built, my mother found her father's diary of his upkeep of the house. I spent today spot sanding the floors and re-finishing them while thinking of all of my family who has walked those floors. Great Great Grandparents, Great grandparents, grandparents, my parents, my mother's cousins, my brother, my daughter, so many friends and extended family. I never met my maternal grandfather, he died young. But his diary of the house is... priceless. Every renovation, every purchase, down to every pound of nails, was detailed. He detailed every guest who came for any holiday, the day my mother moved from her nursery to her big room (she was 12!) It's a profound history to have. Nothing was taken for granted and everything was worked for, earned, paid off, and appreciated. My Grandfather called my Grandmother "Spooky". We don't know why that was his pet name for her. I think it's because she was quiet and could easily "sneak up" on people when she was just being herself. I wish we knew the story for sure though. The floors I'm finishing will never be perfect or pristine. I hope I never need to replace them. There's a lot of history in that wear and tear.