After my parents divorced, my mom and I moved in with my maternal grandparents. When I was 7 years old, growing up with my grandparents, they never seemed to age. Each day I grew older and taller and yet they stayed the same. That changed in 2007, when my Mimi was diagnosed with kidney issues and by 2012, she started going to dialysis treatments. This event shocked everyone, especially me. Her inevitable aging became more real. It became important to me to photograph her and my Papa whenever I would stop by for visits or just to say hello. I began to realize their relationship with each other was also different than what I remembered. They live together and separately in the same house, each doing their own thing, yet in unison with each other. I started to notice the house itself was also aging with them, and as the younger generation of our family taking over, leaving the fingerprints of our pasts on my grandparents' present.