Grandma's Hutch

I was wrapping Christmas presents the other day, because we were going to go to my step mom's and get my Grandma's hutch. Long story...  I wasn't supposed to get it until she passed away. (?) But, she has decided to sell the house, and move to another state to be close to her brother who is going to help her. I was taking the presents over there because I thought it might be the last time we would see her. 

Anyway, I finally have a "safe" place to put all my things my Grandma gave me. Without worrying about them getting knocked off and broken by the cats, or someone who lives here. Not naming any names, but it's not me..   Everything but the tea cups on top shelf are what my Grandma gave me. The little jam jar (?) on the top middle, my step mom gave me yesterday. It was my Grandma's, too. It's from Japan. I think it's a jam jar.  I thought it was a sugar bowl at first. But the spoon is more like a ladle. I'm going to have to google it. 

I miss my Grandma, and being in my Dad's house brought up a lot of emotions. Mostly sad. Everyone is leaving..😭 If my step mom does sell the house (there is another problem, with the drainage field... that has to be fixed before the house can be closed on) she said she is bringing the trundle bed and we can come visit her.  I know my husband will never want to go visit her. I would. But...  It's just sad...  Every time my Dad would take my brother and me over to Grandma's house it was the best day ever. I loved my Grandma. She always made sure we had lots to eat and treats and she always had little presents for us. But mostly she made us feel so loved.  I was trying to find a good poem online...

Grandma's House

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, © 2018

Grandma's house is filled with love,
A cozy place from up above.
It's a world where I'm always carefree,
And Grandma makes sure there're special treats for me.

My secrets are all safe at her side,
Where I can relax and don't have to hide.
Her face lights up when I arrive,
Always happy to see me so full of pride.

She listens to my stories and tales,
We laugh together and share our own fails.
What happens at Grandma's will forever stay,
Thank you for being the bestest in all ways!