Fridays are still my favorite day of the week, I think. Knowing that Scott is done with his hard work week and we'll have some time together as a family. Time to relax or start a project here at home--we've got plenty of those to tackle here at our new-old place. Home is really a state of mind...I think. Speaking of home...here's what my sister and I gave my Mom for Christmas...
Its "the road home." To the home that my Dad built with his own hands...where he and my Mother have lived for almost 30 years on a 100+ acre farm out in the country. Oh how I hated living so far out when I was younger...25 minutes to town, a two hour bus ride to school...no friends to play with nearby. Now, I look at this picture and I could tell a thousand stories about this road...this land...this place. A place my Dad worked so hard for...to buy, to fence, to clear, to make our home. Now, my brothers both live there closeby-- my sister works with my Dad on the farm still while making her way through college. I'm really proud of what my Dad has worked so hard for...but mostly for the memories of home.
Have a great weekend...
jw