My grandma Charlene’s run a single seat beauty salon in the basement of her house for over 50 years. Neighbors and church friends stop by every other week for cuts and conversation. Her shop’s wood paneled walls are layered with photos of family and friends, a visual representation of time passing.

My grandma’s soul lives in that shop. You can feel it in the room. Years of conversation, laughter, hugs, and warmth -- the people who passed through her basement door over the last 50 years.