Do you know what I am thankful for today? Our house. There is great history here. Let me tell you about it.
When I met my husband, he lived in this house. He grew up here, from the time he was our son’s age. After high school his mom remarried and moved to Chicago, but he stayed in the house. Needless to say, it was quite the bachelor pad, but it was in this house that I fell in love with him. I was visiting one night and we were watching a movie. Only we got to chatting, and the VCR was set to rewind and play automatically. I don’t remember how many times it replayed, but I know it was at least twice. What was the movie? The ultimate romantic comedy: Slingblade. Ha! So, short story goes that I fell in love with him while watching Slingblade. Not the greatest of movies, but it had it’s funny moments. And maybe that’s a fitting metaphor for our life together, I don’t know.
When we married, Mike moved into my one-bedroom apartment, but soon after we bought the house from his mom and moved in. That was early 2000, I believe, almost 15 years ago. Since then we have remodeled and rearranged, we had cats that came and went, and now we are raising our children here. We have shared meals here with friends and family, we’ve laughed, cried, fought some pretty tough battles (thankfully not so much against each other anymore). This is where we have built our life together. So while it may not be our dream home, it is OUR home, and I am thanking God for it today.