With all the news and concern about the virus and its dread for “old” people like me, I remind myself to take each day and enjoy it. This world is not my final home!
My husband and I love to watch HGTV. Many of the programs show clients who say they are looking for their “forever home.” A place where they can put down roots and raise a family. A place where they can make memories to last a lifetime.
That sounds so good. To have a place where you live for all your adult life, maybe even living there until you die.
I have never had a “forever home.” Several times I thought I had found it only to have it slip away.
My first “forever home” was a mobile home situated on three acres in the country in southeast Missouri. My first husband and I purchased the place, not for the run down mobile home, but for the beautiful land. It set on a hill overlooking the farm land around it. There was a small pond at the back of the property. …
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