Well Hello!
It is a cold snowy evening here in my little part of the world. And guess what I love it love it. My little fur babies are snuggled on my lap watching t.v while I work on this post and I take a peek of what's going on.
I like being home.... Actually I love being home! It has not been hard at all for me to be home for the last year because of the pandemic. Of a matter of fact, I stay inside more than I should. When good weather comes I will go out more. I do love visiting with neighbors when I am out for a walk.
As a child growing up I was a child that didn't stray too far from home. I lived with my grandmother, "Grandma Dot." She is my maternal Grandmother. She was wonderful. Just the sweetest person you would ever meet. She loved me..... I knew she did. She was a kind gentle soul. And a Cute sweet personality.
When I was 7 years old my Mom, Grandma Dot's daughter died in an automobile accident. Me and my little brother went to live with Grandma. We were loved, well taken care of and surrounded with people who were good, honest and hard workers. Who taught us high values, and helped us develop into who we are today.
Maybe it is because of this little house that was my home that I never wanted to wander too far. And my desire was to create a home for my family like the one I came from.
A Home Is Part Of Our Story.