tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11815527.post-24946355588725262592008-03-21T15:52:00.000-07:002008-03-21T15:52:00.000-07:00You describe it so well. Even I can picture it. <BR/><BR/>My Nana's house was home for me. I still have her jewellery box. Occassionally I open it so I can smell her house and be right back there. There are some places that will always be home in our hearts long after they have changed.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104888569826428540noreply@blogger.com