There’s “Snow Place” Like Home
You’re right, Dorothy! There really is no place like home – especially during the holidays. When my parents moved from the house I grew up in, I thought it would be sad. But when I walked through the empty house, I realized that our family was what made it home. Wherever we were was home.
My dad is amazing. He always kept the garden and the lawn in tip top shape (and still does – even well into his eighth decade). If anything was broken or wasn’t working properly, he was on it, inside and outside the house. And many times when I was scared I ended up in Dad’s lap, snuggled and safe in his arms. We never wanted for anything – even though I’ve learned we weren’t the most affluent family on the block (who knew?).
As a farmer, my dad worked long hours, so the parent who cooked breakfast, helped pack our lunches, read to us when there was a thunderstorm, always had dinner on the table (usually with candles and always with a tablecloth), kissed our bumps and bruises, and was available 24/7 was Mom.
In fall and winter, we saw more of dad since there were fewer daylight hours, and, therefore, less working hours. We also spent lots of summer weekends – after the gardening was finished for the day – at the drive-in theater or taking the road less traveled with Dad at the wheel of the four wheel drive vehicle. His favorite thing was to drive until there wasn’t a road – and then keep going. Life in my family was always a new adventure.
The point of this long story is – both of my parents were so important to the well-being of my brothers and me. Dad showed us how to take risks, and how a husband should love his wife, and how to protect and care for his family – and that’s what I expected when I was ready to “settle down.” (I know. Very 50’s. But it’s worked for us.) Mom taught me how to love and how to nurture, and how to improvise when you don’t have all the ingredients you need when you’re cooking dinner. Every time someone tells me what a great mom or grandma I am, I give a silent thanks to Mom. She is an incredible example of how to be selfless and loving and giving. And I know she gives thanks to her moms – the one who gave her life and was always watching over her and teaching her practical things, the one who raised her and helped provide a wonderful life for her, and the one who gave her the man she married and taught her more practical things – like canning and sewing and other “farm wifey things.” In case you’re thinking, “Oh, such a 50’s wife!” – my mom also owned two businesses and was incredibly successful in both. If you’ve ever read Proverbs 31 – that’s my mother.
So back to “There’s Snow Place Like Home.” Here’s my card for today.
This is another of the cards we made for class this month. I used the Snow Place stamp set with the Snow Friends framelits dies. How cute is that penguin? I wanted to do something “wintery” for class, but I didn’t want to do a specific Christmas card since most people are already finished creating and have mailed their cards. Me? HA! My Christmas cards are going to say, “Happy Valentine’s Day!” Didn’t I tell you Mom taught me how to improvise?
Thanks for stopping by Stamping with Buffy. Have a wonderful day – and don’t stress over the holidays! Everyone will remember the love, the kindness, and the “togetherness.” So – take time to chill and enjoy the season!