Oh, Demington. 

These are photos of my beloved childhood home in Cleveland Heights, Ohio. I look back on this home with fondness and remember every little detail of the place. My grandparents just sold it, so my mother and I went up to Cleveland to have a final farewell. We had a party, invited friends over, and shared memories held within the walls of 2233 Demington Drive.

I don't want to over-sentimentalize and misremember the home by drowning it in made-up nostalgia, but I do want to remember the good parts well, because I've found so often I remember the bad parts about people and places, and fail to celebrate the good in things. 

Place is a very significant thing for us humans. Home is significant. It echoes our final, eternal home. My friend Frederick Buechner says home often brings to mind first a place and then a person or people. This home on Demington Drive was both a place and people. I am thankful for the time I spent there, for the seasons of life it saw us through, and that it can be home for someone else now.

Enjoy these photos. They help me remember.

Blessings,

Christina

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