Remembering

There are some things that stick in my mind, they never leave. People who have touched my life and are now gone.
Have you ever driven by a house that was formerly occupied by someone who was close to you but has died? It is strange. I can still see my Mamaw at her house. She was so attached to her home and I grew up there. Every where I have moved, I have moved her rose bush with me. Just a cutting everytime. I can still feel her around the roses. They are still beautiful.
I have dreams all the time about being at Mamaw's house. I am always so glad to see her there. Sometimes, I am trying to "save" some of her belongings...this is because I don't have much that belonged to her and I wish I had more.
My aunt loved her house. She didn't get out much. She had a long battle with cancer. She died when I was 23. I still feel like part of her is with that house. I am tempted to drive by the old stone house everytime I go back to Nashville.
So many great memories of people and the places they left behind.
In the pic-Mamaw's rose bush.