It's an old cliche, but still it came to my mind yesterday as I was walking through my in-laws' beautiful but now empty house.
In my mind's eye, I could almost see reflected off those walls the scenes that will be always in my memory. Scenes of opening presents on Christmas morning in the living room, bounteous Thanksgiving dinners in the dining room with all the family gathered around Mom's huge table, making homemade toffee in the kitchen, rocking my babies in the gliders and watching them learn to crawl at Grandma's house, my boys watching Papaw Sankey set up his train set on the table in the breakfast nook... If these walls could talk they would remind us of those happy times.
If they could talk, they would also remind us of bittersweet moments. Saying goodbye, hugging and praying with family members as we left for the mission field or for parts in the Far North, times of praying for sick loved ones, discussing concerns that burdened us all....
Walls don't talk and maybe we're glad they don't, but we'll always be glad for those warm memories reflected off the walls, but tucked away deep in our hearts.
Goodbye, happy home.
7 comments:
Truly a sweet post Melodie.....Memories can be very blessed! Family is a true gift from God.
My first thought when I saw the picture was... oh that's so sad. And it is, in a way, but it's off to new things for us. The roses are so beautiful and I am really sad that those are staying.... mom got such enjoyment from them. :( Thanks for the pictures, it seems more real to me now!
That is such a beautiful house. Many memories. The wonderful thing about it is we can take them with us in our minds. Have a great week at camp.
Melodie, you have such a way with words. I am sure it was a very hard thing for all of you. I am glad that you were there to help them. You and Marc were probably more of a blessing then you realize. I know that I am still not seeing you as much as I want to, but at least I know that you are closer then normal. That is a great thought. Can't wait until you are here in July. Love, love, love you...
I also have such great memories that were made right there in their home...best ones..eating (JayC's) :-)icecream covered with chocolate syrup and sprinkled with peanuts...spending the night with Grandma...eating Sunday meals there...
What a beautiful house even with everything gone...You had me almost tearful! Loved hearing about your memories there! You have been blessed with an awesome family! See ya at camp...
What a beautiful post! Isn't it amazing how houses take on an identity of their own?
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