Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The House That Built Me

Our 6th home in our series of
"The House that Built Me"comes from myself, Pam of GoldieLoo Woodworks.

Built in 1972 by my uncle, Lesli Hathcoat. This is the house that built me.

I was 7 years old when my family & I moved into our new home in the country. I was almost 20 when I moved out. At the time 13 years felt like a lifetime, of course looking back they went by too fast.
If the old walls in this house could talk they would tell of baby showers we hosted, large family get-togethers, the holidays, wedding receptions, and even a wedding. Even simple things like being forced to watch Hee Haw on Saturday night or having cousins over to play hide-go-seek or maybe just cranking up the stereo and singing to our hearts content while our parents played cards. Momma's home cooking, fried chicken and chocolate pies. Dad's country music was always playing. Sometimes I just enjoyed listening to the older folks tell stories of their days gone by.

Those old walls would also tell stories of a little girl who loved her Barbie dolls and easy bake oven. The little girl who loved to paint rocks and sell them when she could. A little girl who loved her dogs, cats, rabbits, and horses. A little girl who when her parents were not around she would sneak the dogs in the house.
They would tell of a teenage girl and her friends having lots of sleepovers, sharing stories about their boyfriends, who they were going to marry, and how many kids they would have one day. The house where she brought home the love of her life and a few years later married.

If the old walls could talk they would tell of so much laughter and fun, of the people who we brought home to meet the family, and the people we fell in love with. They would also tell of tears and sorrowful stories of our loved ones who passed, and hearts that were broken.
There are a whole lot of memories in that house.
I have been blessed to have such a wonderful family, life, and still have my parents living next door in the house that built me.




6 comments:

  1. I would pay good money for one of those rocks!!!

    I love it. Thank you for sharing. I pictured little-girl-pammie-loo with her easy bake oven, sneaking the pups in. Such a sweetheart.

    XO

    Aboo

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  2. Since I've had the most awesome pleasure of meeting and spending a bit of time with you, I can say you haven't changed a bit since those days of painting rocks, easy bake ovens and sleepovers with the girls.
    I love this recollection of wonderful memories in a family surrounded by love and laughter.

    You are full of the love that you were raised with and it touches and spills over to everyone you come in contact with.

    x0

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  3. Awww Pammie :) I love your stories...I would have baked with you...and put some Nutella on top of the cookies LOL

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  4. Pammie loved reading about your home life and you still have that sweet and young heart.

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  6. Hi Pam!
    Thanks for sharing your childhood home with all of us.
    I love reading the stories and seeing all of your childhood homes.

    Audrey

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