:)

Sitting up later then everyone sometimes gives my brain time for thinking

I've quieted and now can be still to hear and learn something

As I went to my kitchen, I smiled because it was my kitchen

I know where things go and I love looking out my window in there

I look around this small house of ours and I smile 

It's mine, there are memories in every room, some good some not so good

Like the time my daughter and I didn't leave our bathroom for like twelve hours

Sickness and health has been in this house

Laughter and tears

But I love my house

My hubby my father in law and myself built it

Love sweat and tears, my hubby worked day and night for us

I know it has many things that need fixin

But guess what I still smile because it's mine

Mis matched walls , different colored floors and holes in places

Still it's comfortable, broke in furniture but great for napping

I think back to raising my kids in this house

Marks on sons wall for growth, a sign on his door that says danger

And it really is still that way 

Slamming doors to their head in my lap to rub their heads when they felt bad

A few new door glasses because weed eaters are mean

Scratches from loved pets on beds to dirty boot marks

My house might need a coat of paint but it's still my smurf house

It keeps me warm and cool and comfortable

Through heartache and hugs my house has always been welcoming to me

It's funny how a house can hold so many memories

But it does

From my son and I dancing in the kitchen to late night talks with my daughter

To arguments with hubby then talking past his bedtime

From our sweet missy dog passing away in our living room

To back porch hammock looking at the stars and fire building when it's cold

I love my house and all it has given me even with age

It's mine and I smile:)

And I smile