A long forgotten memory

I just remembered something from decades ago. 

Up until Yaya was three we lived in an apartment building on 23rd Street with a washer and dryer in the basement. In the stairwell going down to the basement there was an abandoned  spider web. Actually abandoned isn't the right word; the spider had passed away and, long dried out, was still present in the web. Every time we would go down to the basement YaYa would say hello and goodbye to that spider. 

Later when we moved to a flat on 31st Street Lisa incorporated the spider into a mural she drew on the girl's bedroom wall.