Sunday, December 11, 2016
Home is waiting for me and RH and Otis and Milo.
Waiting for our beds and books,
and dishes and pans,
broom and mop,
dreams and plans.
Home is waiting for boxes of Christmas ornaments
that won't go on a tree until next year.
Before that there will be other celebrations,
large and small.
We hope you'll join us there and keep us in your
prayers and thoughts as we travel home to
Tennessee on January 6th, to a darling 1935
cottage on 2 1/2 acres.
We feel it waiting for us, even the sweet barn
that's waiting for a new bonnet.
P.S. Remind me to tell you sometime about the emotional weeks waiting for our new home as our son Defee chased down one 1950s ranch brick after another only to realize that it was this old cottage that was calling our name!