Home on the Inside

I'm sneaking in here. 

Hiding my face.

I haven't forgotten you.
I promise.

Keeping babies adds a whole new demension to working.

But,really, who can resist those eyes???

"For this child we prayed."

She's a snuggly, loveable, sweetheart.

It's a joy to go to work every day.
She meets me at the door
with hugs and kisses.

And at the end of the day,
I am exhausted.

Between building a house
and all the stresses that go with it,
and tax time,
I'm mentally, physically, emotionally,
and financially,
SPENT!

I can't believe all the paper work and documents
and bank statements and credit reports and back tax reports
and insurance appraisals and house appraisals and
and, and, and.

Well, you understand.

At the end of the day,
all of these are meaningless, things,
that will pass away.

No, I'm RICH in the things that matter most!

This weekend my DIL and her best friends
had a little get-away
and we helped Daddy.

The kids were great and they helped Grandy.

Well, sorta.

Maybe I should say, they helped each other.

The Big Guy really did enjoy helping Grandy.
Little Miss Priss helped her brother.

I watched:)

I got a chance to vist the house last week.

The walls are up.
This is the front door and foyer.

Kitchen

Living Room.

I went this afternoon and I was so excited.

My Blue Door

The taxes are paid.
Yes PAID!

It looked on paper like we made money.
Guess where it went.
Three months with no job, insurance premiums
out the wazoo, 1/2 cut in salary
taxes to Uncle Sam, you get the picture.

Ugh!

In spite of all that, I'd gladly give it all up,
for those little ones.

There will be a few items from thrift stores
and redos and re-covers,
do-overs and shifting here and there,
but it will be home on the inside
with few purchases.

It will be HOME on the inside
where a family gathers and little ones
laugh, play, fight, bite, and kiss and make-up.
There will words spoken without thought,
misunderstandings, apologies
and reconciliation.

That's Life!

There will be good days and bad days.
Broke days and days with more than enough.

I pray God's presence fills every room
and that all who enter will be blessed
with His presence.

That's where it's home,
on the inside.

Bonnie:)