Childhood Home

Words & Photography
by Jennifer Eland

...watching Tristan climb the same stairs I once played on, explore the fields and barn of our friends and neighbors right next door, and sit at the very dining table we gathered at each year...

I feel grateful to still have my childhood home in our family, which my oldest brother now owns. There's such a warmth and comfort of being there, as if I've never left...and something so sentimental about watching Tristan climb the same stairs I once played on, explore the fields and barn of our friends and neighbors right next door, and sit at the very dining table we gathered at each year we grew older. We celebrated my nieces 18th bday today (I still can't believe that), and my heart is feeling so full, so thankful, for the family I hold dear.