Memories of Home

The first time I came to this house…


The driveway was gravel
The yard was weeds
There was one sock laying on the floor in the front bedroom, and absolutely nothing else in the room
The master bedroom was empty except for a round coffee table and a brass chest with a waterfall on it
The tv in the living room was sitting on the floor
There were no curtains anywhere, except the living room - not the bedrooms


More memories


Our first kiss, standing in front of the refridgerator while David was cooking supper for me
I remember sitting on the couch and David sitting on the floor next to me and us talking about me moving in with him
David discussing that he wanted to start collecting vases to put on top of the kitchen cupboards
Mowing the weeds, then tilling, then spreading fill and topsoil, then spreading grass seed, then watering and watering and watering
Moving gravel from the driveway to the back yard, one heavy wheel barrow-full at a time, spreading it into the sections where we wanted a deck, a patio
Leveling the gravel, adding sand and bricks, making a patio, enlisting the whole family’s help
Enlisting Deuce’s help to build a deck
Renting an auger to dig holes for the footings of the deck, David and Deuce digging the first two holes and David and I digging the last hole
The auger hitting a soft spot of sand and suddenly burying down further than it should have gone, David saying “let go let go!!!” so it would shut off, but my hand was trapped under the handle and I couldn’t let go
Planting flowers from Grandma Marian
Digging up the section in front of the house where I wanted to plant shrubs, and thinking that we worked so hard to get the grass to grow, and now we had to work so hard to dig it up and throw it away
Digging up more grass, that we worked so hard to grow, to make room for flowers
Planting a tree in the middle of the front yard in memory of our baby that was lost before he/she even met us
Bringing our dog home for the first time, setting him down and watching him pee and poop on our carpet five times in the first two hours

Bringing our son into our home for the first time, putting him into the bassinet, and thinking, “now what?”
Archer's first steps in our living room, Archer's first attemt to run away out the front door, his eagerness to help with all the yard work, as long as he's doing whatever we're doing

Bringing our daughter home for the first time and thinking “my life is full and complete and happy and so incredibly blessed”


Its amazing to me to think that already, in only a few short years, David and I have built so many memories in this house, where he kissed me for the first time, and we brought our children home, and painted the walls and put up pictures, and we will continue to stay together as a family, building more memories in this home for many years to come.