every time i go to an estate sale i get closer to finding god.
looking through someone’s entire life and home feels wrong to some
but i think its beautiful! if people we love can’t live forever, their trinkets and memories can.
if you ever have the opportunity to go with one of your parents to where they grew up, take it. you’ll hear things you’ve never heard before, see things they saw, bask in their nostalgia with them.
ask questions
listen to their childhood playlist
i believe we’re closer now than we were before we arrived.