The House That Built Me

It is 73 years old. It was built brick by brick and board by board by my grandfather, Jake Ross. It was in our family for all of those 73 years. And then, as if it were just a mere moment, that chapter closed for our family on May 10, 2019.

I must admit. That chapter was so hard to close. So hard. There were tears and there still are, even as I write this.

That house was our family. Our heart. It was the house that built me. Built our family. The number of memories in that house would stretch from here to the moon and back. So much love there. So much trial there. So much of God watching and working. Love hammered into the walls and floorboards.

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Puppy Love and Pampered Pooches

So, I’ve been trying to get back to posting on my blog.  Summer has been fun and I am so behind.  Well, here’s one reason.  See picture above.

Back in the old days, it was hard to get things done at home because I had a baby on my lap.  Can anyone relate?  Well, now the babies are grown and this furry baby has decided she needs a lap too.

She cries and cries until you pick her up.  Crazy Holly!  Love her, but how can I write with this crazy critter on my lap?  Answer:  Not very well.  🙂

Well, anyway, I’m working on things and moving this critter along.

Anyone else have crazy, furry babies who need that extra lovin’ too?

I’d love to see and hear about them.  🙂

And, yes, Holly is getting a new life and I have a new blog post coming next week.

Woo hoo!  Back on track!

XO – Nikki

#chappylife