tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post3713025087611935305..comments2024-03-24T20:21:55.965-04:00Comments on Lookin' Up: The Old HomesteadMarthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15293816902877287168noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-4557395804552051092014-08-20T21:18:58.349-04:002014-08-20T21:18:58.349-04:00It was the one with the invisible "Welcome&qu...It was the one with the invisible "Welcome" sign out front. Dad said so. What a great place it was when we were kids! I'll carry those memories with me forever.<br />I'm glad to know you took something home. Now if only I can get rid of all the little stuff.Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293816902877287168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-60858737714426690562014-08-20T20:28:52.891-04:002014-08-20T20:28:52.891-04:00It was at times the hub of the neighborhood. Remem...It was at times the hub of the neighborhood. Remember all the bikes in the driveway during backyard bible clubs? The Popsicles mom passed out to multitudes of kids who came? I hope whoever lives there in the future will make it a happy place again. <br /><br />Alicia and I went there today and picked up the commode (sp?).Priscillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17112988669895238674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-26563526302421240352014-08-19T22:05:35.341-04:002014-08-19T22:05:35.341-04:00Yup, it's time to let go.Yup, it's time to let go.Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293816902877287168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-21290922599238315592014-08-19T22:01:14.904-04:002014-08-19T22:01:14.904-04:00They really did make it special, Rachel, and I so ...They really did make it special, Rachel, and I so desperately want to hang onto that, but the truth is it will never be Mom and Dad's house again (although to us it will always be that). Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293816902877287168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-12359251485547069652014-08-19T21:57:27.685-04:002014-08-19T21:57:27.685-04:00I understand that. Everything there reminds us of ...I understand that. Everything there reminds us of home and those we loved, but I don't hate it. It just makes me sad.<br />Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293816902877287168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-35926017167989701702014-08-19T15:53:41.772-04:002014-08-19T15:53:41.772-04:00I agree with Rachel...
Let another young family ma...I agree with Rachel...<br />Let another young family make memories there...<br />Your Mom and Dad would love that!<br />Cheers!<br />Linda :o)Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06682800877894439940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-78866743575826696022014-08-19T10:14:13.138-04:002014-08-19T10:14:13.138-04:00Mom and Dad made it a very special place, and I...Mom and Dad made it a very special place, and I'll never forget it. Think of all the friends and daycare kids who have shared that home with us over the years. There was so much action there for so long. I think part of the sadness for me is not just it's disarray, but the emptiness of it. Now it's someone else's turn to love it and create cherished memories there. Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08494061549313899425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109207.post-81530971844086180382014-08-19T09:55:02.055-04:002014-08-19T09:55:02.055-04:00I had the opposite emotion when my mom died. I ha...I had the opposite emotion when my mom died. I hated the way the house felt without her. Nonnie USAhttp://nonniesobservations.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com