So this weekend I had a chance to go "home". Yes, I still call my parent's home "home", even though Gilbert is home Snowflake/Taylor will always be home to me too. Not that I am running away from any thing, but no matter what is going on in my life I have always been able to go home and gather my thoughts and feelings and return with a new outlook and new motivation. It gives my spirit a renewed sense of who I am and what I was taught there. I am so thankful for parents who made home a heaven on earth. I hope that I am making my own home that kind of refuge for my children. I remember going back home with Karl after it had been quite a few years and just driving into the valley where he used to live brought tears to his eyes (though he would never admit to it) I know he felt feelings of being home again and a rush of memories flooded his mind. I have thought quite alot about this along with returning to our "heavenly home". Not that I am ready to go or anything like that but I think that we all feel those feelings of wanting to return when we think about our heavenly home and one day a flood of memories will come rushing back and we will remember.
Who wouldn't want to go home with things like making popcorn balls for the homecoming football game and bundling up for the game and coming home from the game to make hot cocoa to warm up, carving pumkins, bobbing for apples, going through the corn maze, homemade cinnamon rolls, Sunday dinner, apple crisp and ice cream, biscuits and gravy or french toast for breakfast, Family Home Evening with everyone, spending time with cousins and family. I love it, crave it, miss it, want it all the time!
I love the things that my children learn from their grandparents. It was windy, wet and cold Saturday while we were there and the boys were going to help take care of the lawn but we had to wait and do it all on Monday. So if you ask Camron we just played cards and watched old western movies all day, but is there anything wrong with spending time doing what someone else wants to do once in a while? I don't think anyone was hurt, and they did get to go play ball at the church for a while. Anyway, he did say he enjoyed it too. Since it was so cold it froze what was left of the garden that night so come Monday the boys and I had the oportunity to take care of the frozen plants, cut the lawn (with a riding lawn mower, that they thought was so cool) and winterize the garden spot. Austin had never harvested carrots (or beets) before and he thought that was pretty cool. If we didn't stay busy we had to have a jacket on and that gave us a taste of fall that was absolutley wonderful! Yes we were so spoiled! What a great fall break!
Thanks mom!
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How fun for you guys! That's what I miss about mom & dad living in Duncan. Those fun weekend trips! Now we have nowhere to go!! I know what you mean about that feeling of being "home". It's funny, when I was going to EA and I would come down to the valley, as soon as I hit the freeway, I felt that "home" feeling, even though it wasn't my home at that time. But I always felt comfortable here and knew that it would be my home someday!!
I know! It seems like as the seasons change for some reason the memories flood in and there are things I miss about home. As you were describing the "fallish" things you all did I felt wistful and anxious to go home too. I love you and agree totally. We are so blessed!
I love old memories and the traditions that come with them. Kalebs family don't really have many traditions and I realized when I married him how many traditions we have whether it is something just simple like popcorn balls or stew in the fall or whatever. I also wanted to say how handsome Treston is in his homecoming attire. How fun Treston!
I love your blog Ann! This post is so good and echos so many of my own feelings. We too went home for Fall Break and as much as I was ready to come home and see my Husband I was not ready to leave my "home". We will always cherish that and I'm grateful my home is still there to go home too!
What wonderful memories for your family! They will remember those trips years from now and sigh just like I do when I think about visiting my mom's parents in Bountiful UT. Sweet thoughts. Thank you for the reminder!
Well I found you! I haven't been blogging long and found this a great alternative to scrapbooking, since I can never find the time. I loved reading this blog. Living in Snowflake sometimes you don't appreciate the feelings of being home and those special memories, because I am just too busy. This week has been a little bit of an eye opener for me in many ways. The times I do feel this way is around fall and Christmas time, it is my favorite time of year. It is great to find your blog..I have always had a great love for you since we were the two girls our age...but I have always felt a special kinship. It was fun growing up here.....thanks for the memories!
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