Saturday, October 30, 2010

How about a rerun~

I wrote this two years ago at the end of October and it was funny this morning the house was cold , the air was crisp , the coffee was yummy and I am home alone so I started reflecting on my life, my home, what’s important. I read my Bible, I thought of my good life and I remembered writing this and wanted to share it again.

I come from…

I come from a family of 6. Loving Father, very involved Mother, Older brother, younger sister, baby brother.

I come from a home where we ate dinner together every night.

I came from a home where Daddy worked, and Mom took care of the kids.

I come from a home where my Daddy loved my Momma like Jesus loved the church. He put her happiness before his and took very good care of her always.

I come from a home where parents said no and we did not get everything we wanted, but we got everything we needed.

I come from a home where my Mom made all our clothes, even underwear.When we were little, my sister and I always matched.

I come from a home where us kids could not wait for 4:30 because Daddy would be coming up the road and he would get out of the car with his folded paper sack saved from lunch and he would hug us.

I come from a home where every day was spent outside playing and running around the neighborhood and we were safe.

I come from a home where we had one television and we all watched TV together at night and the shows were funny and healthy for families. On weekends I loved to watch Shirley Temple movies with my Mom.

I come from a home where there were punishments like being grounded and being spanked, usually by Mom.

I come from a home where all vacations were taken to see other extended family who we loved alot and were very close to.

I come from a home where we hardly ever went out to eat at restaurants,when we did it was usually after church, to a family style place and Mom usually ordered for all of us.

I come from a home where fast food was a sandwich and chips at home.

I come from a home where we went trick or treating with a pillowcase and came home in an hour or two with a whole bag of candy and we were safe.

I come from a home where my mom worried about me having a weight problem and she watched what I ate in my teen years and was verbal about it.

I come from a home where we all decorated for Christmas. Christmas was very special and we got one good gift and it was laid out like it came from Santa, not wrapped.It was not the quantity of the presents but it was usually something we had expressed a desire for.

I come from a home where every Sunday was the Lord’s day and we were at church in the morning and the evening. Also Wednesday nights. My daddy was the SS secretary for 20 something years and cooked the supper on Wed. nights.

I come from a home where there were fusses and tears but we always knew we were loved.

I’m so thankful for where I come from!

Be blessed,

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4 comments:

melody-mae said...

Oh my friend, I am so glad you decided to repost this!!! I love it all, and it sounds a lot like the home 'I came from', although it was not Shirley Temple but we use to watch Walt Disney on Sunday night after our baths!! :) thanks again for the amazing tribute to your family!

Just My Life said...

Lorie, that was great. Sounds like you and I share some family memories, thanks for reminding me of where I come from too. Velda

melody-mae said...

Lorie,

I love your blog! I really do and today I was awarded a bloggie award and would love to pass it on to you...please come by my blog and check it out...

blessings,
melody

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