A walk down memory lane

I realize I have completely neglected our blog. I will be honest with you and tell you that it's all because of my new love for facebook. But, I told myself that I would not give up on the blog. Facebook is fun for quick little notes, but our blog lets me get on and tell stories of our lives in detail, to keep everyone up to speed and to be somewhat of a journal for us.

Anywho.....enough about why I have not been posting.....here is a new post.

A couple weeks ago Landon and I did one of our favorite things on a Sunday afternoon. We packed up some snacks and some nice cold beverages and went on a drive. We usually stick around close to here, but seeing that we always stick around his hometown I told him I wanted to go to mine. You better believe it! I was back in ol' WJ! I forget how much I love it there. I still don't think I would want to live there again just because it could never be the same for me, but I do love going back and reminising. I took Landon to my house that I grew up in. This was the house that my mom and dad lived in before they got divorced so it's the last place we remember them together. It was so crazy even going through the neighborhood and seeing how much things have changed. A lot of the tree's were much bigger than I remembered. There are only a little more than half the same people still living on my circle. Then we got to my house. We had this pine tree that my mom got from my great grandma's house that we used as our Xmas tree then planted in the front yard. When we planted it it was only about 5 or 6 feet tall. It is now about 10-12 feet tall! The people who moved into our house don't take very good care of it unfortunately. The front yard was a mess because they kept there dogs locked up there. And the back yard they had a big pigeon coupe that had a rancid smell. They had actually gotten rid of the pigeon coupe it looked like. It's was crazy how I remember everything being so much bigger. I remember thinking our backyard was huge, when in all reality it wasn't that big at all. While we were sitting there looking at my old house I decided to see if our old neighbors who lived next door still lived there. Just as I was texting one of their kids their dad walked out to our car. They still lived there! It was so exciting to see all of them! This family was like our second family. We all grew up together. They had a daughter that was my youngest brothers age, one that was my second youngest bro's age, a son in between them and a son my age. Me and Scottie were best buds. We were connected at the hip until about 6th grade. At that point I think I realized that I needed to have more friends that were girls. It was so fun to get to see them all grown up! The last time I had seen them was at our wedding, but before that it had been about 6 years! They of course invited us in and we all sat and talked about old times. I love sharing experiences like that with Landon. I think that those sort of experiences help us learn more about each other. He got to learn a lot about how growing up was for me there on Mansfield Circle. And got to learn of one of the saddest days of my life when I had to leave it all behind. :-( My mom hasn't lived in a house for longer than a few years after that house so no other house she had ever felt like home like this one did. I'm sure none of them really will. The next house Landon and I move into we want it to be our last so that our kids can always come back to the house they grew up in. Building a strong foundation with our home is something that is very important to us; knowing our kids can always come back to their childhood home is priceless.

If any of you have the opportunity to go back to your childhood homes I'd recommend doing so. :) It reminds you how important all the little things are in life.