|Current mood:|| relaxed|
Who Says You Can't Go Home Again?
I love going out to Rose Bells house. It brings back such wonderful memories of my childhood. I spent most of my Sunday afternoons there. I love that family. Sharla makes me smile. She is eternally young in her looks. Her voice has not aged. Rose still has those long sharp nails and that warm smile. Her voice is still one of the sweetest sounds to my ears. I remember spending afternoons in Lynda's closet with her Brite Lite and her Barbie stereo. I remember long walks on the country road. Lynda's little sister would be in tow. Leah was picked on unmercifully by us. Steve and Joe would be off on the farm somewhere doing what boys do. Karla and Sharla would be riding bikes. Our moms canning or cleaning something. Our dads working the farm. It is truly like going back home to step foot in that house. I hope they are satisfied with my work. I was a blessed child to have the Bells as a second family. I am equally blessed to be able to be a part of their life now.