Hard to say Goodbye

The night before we left we had a BBQ at my Aunt Nora's home. I have loved that home and every time we came upon it, I felt a peace rush over me as I spotted it. My Aunt now lives in the home that used to belong to my Grandpa and Grandma. Mama and Papa as I called them. I miss them so much as I am remembering all the trips and memories that were spent in Texas. Their home was like a magical castle and I loved the intricate maze of rooms. It was not grand in appearance or maintenance. Actually it deteriorated from visit to visit, but I loved that home. I loved the people that greeted me at the door and offered their home to us. I loved my Grandma's noodles and the cheez whiz she had waiting for me. I loved the music playing and the smile on my Grandpa's face. I loved the smell and the warmth. I still can feel it. I am grateful for the experiences that I have had and grateful for the simple memories that I will always cherish of my beautiful Contreras family.