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Thursday, June 14, 2012

Blog Dare: 167 - My Childhood Home...

Today's Prompt: My childhood home...

When I was in the 4th grade, my parents pulled me out of class for a "doctors appointment." An hour later, we were standing in the middle of an alfalfa field, and I was told that we were going to build a house where I was standing, and we would move in a matter of weeks once school let out. My parents built the house that I grew up in, and I can still envision every step of the building process. I was amazed at how quickly I made the transition to living in the country. It wasn't as demanding and as fast paced as  it was in the suburbs. I cant really explain it, but it changed me in ways that I never thought possible.



I can recall the huge blow out party, with a pig roast to share our new home with our family and friends. I have memories of taking pictures on the stairwell for Prom and Home Coming dances. I remember spending hours at the kitchen table sharing a meal, doing home work, or playing card games. I can remember slumber parties in the front room, having enough room for all of our sleeping bags to be laid out, and still having lots of room to dance! The dog would slide across our connected kitchen, and dining area, when running after a ball. Our attic fan keep the house cool, without ever having to turn on the air conditioning. I can count the number of times we locked the front doors, as we never locked the doors, as we lived a mile from the main road.



Our home was a magical place, and it was a joy to have lived there for 10 years. I was sad to hear that my parents were moving and would sell our home, I grew up in. Time has a funny way of telling you it is time to move on, and with each of us kids married and out of the house...it was just time. My parents moved away, to another area in St. Louis lived there for 5 years, while they built another house. Guess where they live now? They live less than 10 miles away from where I grew up...funny how an area just reminds you of home!

Do your parents live in the same home you grew up in? Have they moved away and returned? What are some of the great memories from the house you played in as a child? Does your home remind you of your childhood?
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