Personal Sharing of me and my momma and daddy and a bit of my husband.
Personal and Private. This post is private. I'm sharing a bit of myself in open transparency. But with a healed and understanding heart. My first love is Yeshua. I live and move because of Him. I am still a work in progress, probably even when I get Home. That is a comfort to me. Every morning after I wake up...this morning too, I inspect my home. I walk around and I look at every detail. I've done this for years and years. It's because I'm a dedicated Homekeeper. I realized today...I'm just like my momma. And scenes of memories came across my mind...of my momma doing this too. I realized how hard she worked at keeping things neat, tidy, clean, pretty, working, usable, accessible, comfortable, inviting...no matter where we lived, as I was growing up. My dad never helped her out. I remember that. Infact, I remember she served him, welcomed him home from work. And she treated him very special. I remember too how protective ...