This a picture of my family and our old farm house . . . but
this was more than a old house - it was my home where a lifetime of happy
memories were made.
I grew up on a 10 acre farm with horses and cattle and an old barn filled with sweet smelling hay that we loved to play in. The house was old and drafty and had a big country kitchen where you'd find my mom always baking something wonderful.
It had a huge attic that my brothers made into their bedroom and we all had to share one bathroom that didn't even have a shower. But we did have the best tasting well water you could ever find!
There was nothing fancy about this old place but we loved it!
There was a beautiful lake at the back of our property that we swam in every day of summer. We lazily sunbathed on the dock with our friends for hours on end. My brothers loved to go fishing in the rickety old rowboat we owned. One day it disappeared - we found out many years later my brother accidently sank it. It still sits at the bottom of the lake.
We raised cattle.
We rode our horses.
We had a beautiful German Shepherd dog named Prince that we loved.
We played endless games of hide and seek in the field of tall grass.
Sunday dinner was always pot roast.
Life was good.
It was in this old house that I was nurtured and loved by two wonderful parents.
It was here I became a young woman.
It was here that I fell in love.
It was here where I got married.
A few months ago I drove by the old place and saw that the windows were boarded up. I felt very sad knowing what that meant.
Yet I smiled as so many wonderful memories came flooding back.
Eventually the house was torn down. Now there is nothing left but the land, the barn, and an empty spot where the old house stood.
So today, my dear old, drafty, wonderful farm house . . .
~ I say FAREWELL ~
You gave me many, many years of happiness and warm memories for which I will will always be grateful ~
Cathy
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