My grandma's house in Mexico City is my second home. I've spent countless summers in this house, Christmases, New Years eves and plenty of other moments.
As my grandparents grew older, the house changed to adapt to their new lifestyle. Grandpa was moved to sleep in the living room. This year, my grandma turned 91 and she now too sleeps downstairs to avoid the stairs. Even though the house has seen countless updates, add-ons and clean-ups, some elements have never changed. The dining table chairs, the painting in the living room made by my uncle, several decorations acquired through their travels, the lace curtains and the glass table. The light. It is home to me.
As my grandparents grew older, the house changed to adapt to their new lifestyle. Grandpa was moved to sleep in the living room. This year, my grandma turned 91 and she now too sleeps downstairs to avoid the stairs. Even though the house has seen countless updates, add-ons and clean-ups, some elements have never changed. The dining table chairs, the painting in the living room made by my uncle, several decorations acquired through their travels, the lace curtains and the glass table. The light. It is home to me.
