I grew up spending weekends, school breaks, and holidays in my grandparents' home, but moving into it years later with a husband wasn't something I ever pictured.

We moved into my grandparents' basement not long after we got married in spring 2025. We both traveled as kids and have gone on a few short adventures as a couple, but we'd never done any long-term.

With our lease ending in the fall, it felt like the perfect time to make a big change, and we started looking at flights to Japan.

I eventually came across a deal on December plane tickets that we couldn't pass up, but the opportunity left us with a two-month gap to fill before moving away.

Short-term rentals and Airbnbs were too expensive to commit to, especially with a big move ahead. So, when my grandparents suggested we stay in their basement, only 40 minutes away from where we'd been living, it was easily the most practical option.

Being back in my grandparents' home reminded me how much of my childhood still lives here

Even before we started unpacking, the house instantly brought me back to my childhood. My grandparents have moved a few times over the years, but no matter the location, their home always feels the same.

The dishes and teacups I grew up using are still in the cupboards. The same family photos and decorations are on the fridge and walls, with new additions that have been layered in over the years.

Then there's Crash, my grandparents' herb-loving budgie bird, who has a habit of landing on people (and plates) without warning. They've only had him for a few years, but their home has always included animals, so even a new bird felt completely natural.

Being surrounded by the memories, familiar faces, and sense of home that shaped my childhood felt grounding during this period of change.

Moving here as an adult meant learning how to fit our lives together differently

Living with my grandparents came with a series of practical adjustments.

As my husband and I prepared to move abroad, we packed up or sold almost everything we owned, and now found ourselves living outside the city, setting up temporary workstations, and cooking for four instead of two.

Before long, the basement had boxes tucked into corners, the kitchen cabinets were full of our spices and small appliances, and my plant collection had completely taken over the front entrance table.

Moving in also meant navigating new boundaries and having conversations about topics that didn't come up when I was younger — like finances, household responsibilities, and how much space to give each other.

One of the first conversations we had was about food. Cooking is one of my love languages, so even before we moved in, I told my grandparents that I wanted to take on the family meals.

After so many years of being cared for in their home, it felt important to give something back in a way that came naturally to me.

Because I work remotely, we also had to have conversations about my work-from-home schedule. I had work deadlines to meet and calls to take, which meant setting expectations around when I would be working and when I would be free.

That adjustment took some time on all sides, but those early conversations ultimately helped us find common ground.

This time with my grandparents gave me a chance to appreciate family in a new way

As I've grown older and gotten busier, my time with family has naturally become shorter and much more spread out.

Between work, different homes, relationships, and planning a move abroad, so many visits have been quick moments squeezed in on birthdays, holidays, or weekend check-ins.

Having a stretch of time with family like this isn't something that comes up often, and it made the simple moments with my grandparents feel more meaningful — sitting down for dinner together, cooking a meal we used to eat when I was little, or laughing at the stories we've all heard a thousand times.

This in-between season has been filled with memories, lessons, and changes that taught me how much growth can happen in familiar spaces.

As we start this new chapter abroad, I'm grateful that this time with my grandparents was part of our journey. It reminded me to embrace the unexpected moments, make the most of every experience, and start our next adventure with an open mind.