Monday, February 25, 2008

Entry #5 - In The Attic

It was the end of our senior year. Grant and I were finally graduating. After Kristin and Tim, our family was waiting for another set of cousins to graduate. Our cake was huge and almost gone thanks to the guys of the family. We were opening presents and when we came to our presents from grandma and grandpa, we were kind of confused. They were just cards. ‘Congrads!” That’s all they wanted to say to us? We said thank you and started to reach for my presents to take to the car. “Oh no dears, that’s not it.” Trying to hide our relief, we followed grandma into the house. The party had been held at Grant’s house because it was where our grandparents raised our parents. We followed Grandma all the way up the stairs to the attic. Grant and I were kind of confused. Why the heck did Grandma bring us up to the attic?
“When you two were born, me and your grandpa decided that we would keep trunks full of things that would happen during your lives and then give them to you when you graduate. Each one is full of things from your childhood and a bunch of things that you will probably think of as junk, but here they are. Now I have to go back down and help your mom’s clean up. Have fun!
Alright, Grandma, lets see what you have in there. We found baby clothes and pictures of us when we were young. Playing with all our cousins on the floor of someone’s home. We were all smiles. We found all our toys that we loved. I even found that little play pizza that I was obsessed with. There were newspaper articles about us involved in our sports and pictures from family things along the years. The pictures of when we were baptized at church. There were tons of things packed in there. We might’ve been up there for a while, but we both came across something in both of our trunks that looked exactly different. It was a scrapbook of me and him. There were pictures of us from birth to last week. It was the greatest thing ever.
When you first look at the trunks, you would hate the present. To us, those trunks reminded us that, it doesn’t matter how far you go in life, we will always have our family to help us through it all. Even if we weren’t the greatest of friends or didn’t hang out that much, we were important to each other, whether we would admit it or not. Its funny how you can’t wait to go off to college, get an awesome job, and have a family and then you realize that the best years of your life were the years when you had your family with you every step of the way. We have both changed a lot, but our family ties and love will always be with us.

1 comment:

Emily French's Blog said...

Ashley,
That was a great blog. I totally understand how you felt and how much that trunk meant to you because they did it out of love. Now whe i get things like that from my relatives I will really realize where their gift is coming from. You did a GREAT job!
♥Emily♥