Day 8 - Picture That Makes me Sad

I took this picture on this most recent Labour Day Weekend. Stacy, Grant, Dad, and I went out from Weyburn to Lewvan, where we grew up, so that we could see what it looked like now, and so Stacy would be able to show Grant where she grew up. When I saw our old house, the one that I lived in from about 1 year old until I moved out on my own at 19 years old, I nearly cried. I took one relatively okay picture of it, but it just makes me so sad. I have so many good memories of living in that house, and yeah, some not so good memories, but the good memories outweigh the not so good ones by a lot!

It was a very little house, and our family was (of course) Mom, Dad, me, Selena, and Stacy, plus one indoor cat (when I was about 14 this cat became part of the family), and several dozen outdoor cats. We had family visit us, birthday parties, sleepovers, game nights with neighbours, and many other things that happened in that little house.

Mom and Dad did sell the house a few years ago, and this is how the person who bought it has treated it. And that makes me sad.