My parent's have a simply beautiful home! At the base of a mountain with a big, wide front yard, surrounded by woods on three sides, with a barn, a garden, a pond, and a large backyard pool, Mom and Dad's offered a mere kid heaven that had everything we could have wanted as children! One of my favorite things? The back porch. So many memories took place back there! Running up all wet and drippy from the pool to eat a quick lunch. Hot summer nights eating watermelon. Putting on Mom's heels and playing that the porch was my classroom and clip-cloping around "teaching." Curled up on the porch swing reading a good book. Laying on the couch taking an outdoor nap. Sitting out there with the family listening to thunder rumble in the distance waiting for storms to blow in. I have so many memories on that back porch and today I had to stop and daydream about it while the cold, wet wind blew outside.
The Gift of an Expressive Father
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