Burning Down the House

Outside the window there is a perfect snow globe of fresh flakes falling from the sky, like Santa ordered it himself. Beneath the windows are photos of my nieces and nephews, wedding photos of important people in my dad and stepmom’s life, new babies who have since grown, family vacations, and school photos. I wonder what it was like for them to take my wedding photos down. Was it a conscious decision they made together? Was it one that bore little thought? Or did they reminisce about that day or my relationship?