Can I share some happy memories?
“Home is where OUR STORY begins”
I love that saying, it’s on a plaque I have hanging in my home. I have some fond memories of being a kid and sharing my beginnings with my brothers. I remember we were always resourceful; making something from nothing. We were busy building, digging, playing, planning- working together… We fought, but we made up.
One of my favorite memories is we took turns being “best-buddies” . We would walk 6 or 7 blocks to take each other to McDonald’s for some kind of “lunch” then Alpha Beta (the local grocery store-back then) for a toy out of the toy aisle. We also incorporated some video games at Appetitos-the pizza place next door.
We played freeze tag, mother may I, and other games with neighbors in our front yard. We rode bikes, made ramps, roller skated. We rotated assigned seats in our car, survived no air conditioning in the car, and managed to live without seat belts (they weren’t the norm then). We watched TV, got into trouble, made a mess of the backyard and took things apart to see what was inside. . . (especially Morgan)
I love my family life! I love our family gatherings. I love a house full of family fun and craziness- holidays, celebrations- bring on family! I love that we all gather- real people; we may be happy celebrating, or sad and broken, kinda dis- functional, sinners-um ya. We are real people- gathering in a safe place- our family- in a home.
Happy Heart… hoping it will sooth like medicine the pain and reality of today.
A joyful heart is good like medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. Proverbs 17:22
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