Horseshoes

Since I was a little girl, horseshoes have always fascinated me.  I love the way they look, I love the sounds they make when you clonk them together or throw them down the pit to get a ringer.  I love how for me, they symbolize a man I once knew, my grandpa.  We have a pair, just like these, hanging above our front door.  I'm not superstitious about them or anything but I do like that they're supposed to bring good luck.

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When my grandpa passed away, there was a lot of stuff he had that all of us wanted as a reminder of the man he was.  The items I took included these horseshoes and a couple of random tools and some stickers from the team he played horseshoes with in his league.  So every time I look at these (or the other random ones used for decoration) I always get warm and fuzzy with happy thoughts of him.  Do you have anything that makes you feel this way?  I don't know why but today I woke up and can't stop thinking about him and my grandma.  They weren't in my dreams taht I can remember and it's not a particularly special day, so I'm convinced they're just trying to say hello from afar.