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I live in someone else’s house

December 20, 2011

This is how I know. I never hung that mirror that is so handy in the utility room. That dining room wall clock is not my style, but I would never think to move it. There are canning jars and baby bottles that were stashed in the cellar before I was born.

I am the third generation to live in this old farm house. I am the third mother that cleaned after her kids and worried about her kids and thanked God for her kids. I am the third wife that loved her husband with all her might.

Sometimes, I wonder about living in a house that was only mine, that I helped design or pick out. But, then, especially at the holidays, it’s so warm to share Darlene and Marie’s home.

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4 Responses to “I live in someone else’s house”

  1. Jodi Says:

    Such a perfect post for the holidays. Merry Christmas, Lynn!


  2. Thanks, Jodi. Have a wonderful newlywed Christmas.

  3. Tammy Says:

    Merry Christmas Lynn!


  4. Thanks, Tammy. Merry Christmas to you and yours.


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