The main reason I wanted to move home to Vancouver was to be closer to my family. Over the last couple of years both of my grandparents passed on and, while I have no regrets about spending four years away, it felt like a bit of a push to come back home and settle in for a good long stay. Yesterday I visited my grandparent's house for the last time which they bought in the 50's. It's the home that my mother and her sisters grew up in and it played a large role in my childhood as well. Seeing it now, empty and silent, was bittersweet to say the least. I'm glad I had the opportunity to capture the little details that remind me of them and got the chance to say one last good-bye.
