What I love most…

Growing up – I lived in many different homes – for various reasons…

Parents divorced – Live with Grandma – Mom remarried – Bigger house – Smaller house…..

For as many reasons as moves, I never really had the opportunity to grow “attached” to a house.

home share jill

Now don’t get me wrong – I’m not knocking those that had the good fortune of growing up in the same house with the same family their entire life.

In fact, I feel a bit of envy!  But my life circumstances didn’t provide this, so for that reason I have never grown “attached” to bricks and mortar.

What I do love about my “home” is who I share it with.

It could be a hut, a tent, an igloo, a teepee, a boat, a trailer, a shack, a mansion.  It really doesn’t matter.

As long as I get to share it with the people I love….

My family…

My friends that are like family…

That is what makes a “house” a “home.”

As we approach Thanksgiving, and I look forward to sharing my home with some of the people I love best, it reminds me of one of the best gifts I’ve ever received from my bestie Jill.  Jill hand-painted the sign above in red knowing me so well that she just knew when she saw this saying it was me to a tee.

I love it!!!!

In fact…..  I love it so much, Jill had not realized I had recently purchased a similar plaque with the exact same saying just a month prior, as you can see below.  🙂

home share

So how lucky am I?!?  I have two signs that express my deepest feelings of home hanging in my home.

Feeling so blessed…  Feeling so loved… Feeling so thankful…

On this day before Thanksgiving, I wish for you a home shared with the people you love – whether they be family or friends that are “chosen” family.  We really all are one family – right?

Cheers & Thankful Hugs,


9 thoughts on “What I love most…

  1. What are we both doing awake at this horrendous hour? LOL! 4:00 am here.

    I love that saying! What a sweet gift from a sweet friend. Yes indeed, a house is a home because of who we share it with. (I moved a lot too growing up). The home we lived in for the longest, I accidently burned down. LOL! Not a very good thing. But we did end up getting a brand new house with brand new furniture (paid for by the insurance).


    • LOL PJ! I was asleep as I schedule my posts for 6am – but what were you doing up at 4AM silly?? Too excited for the holidays?! 🙂

      Now – I want to hear more about the house you burned down….. Sounds like a blog post in the making!

      Happy Holidays dear friend!

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      • How cool! I didn’t know you could schedule posts to be posted! I woke up at 2:30 am and couldn’t go back to sleep so I got up for a little while. In fact, I am still really tired so may go back to bed again. When I burned the house down – was about 1985 or 1986, during my “smoking” days. A cigarette ash fell on the mattress and I thought I had gotten it completely put out. I was there by myself, so I went into another room to finish sleeping because of the smell. I woke up about 5:00 am and heard the popping and crackling of the fire. I tried to turn the light on and it wouldn’t turn on and I realized the house was on fire. I dove out the bedroom window. Which was a good thing because the fire had engulfed my bedroom and was right outside the door of the bedroom I was in.


    • Oh my McSister Kelly!!!! So good to hear from you here!!!! You have always had it right!!! And I can’t wait to spend some time with you by the beach!! Some day I am going to write the story here about how you saved my life and our bonding McSister experience. I am FOREVER grateful for that day and you! McHugs and kisses my dear friend! Also to Paddy and Chase! Happy Thanksgiving!


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