Grateful for the House Filled with Memories

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Enjoying my cup of tea this morning and thinking about how fortunate and grateful I am. As winter creeps forward, I’ll be warm and comfortable in the house God put me in.

I’m grateful for the cup of tea and this forum to share my thoughts with you.

What is a House?

To some, any four walls with a roof is a haven. Doesn’t matter if the house is over a hundred years old or brand new.

Many of us though, long to move up. We want a bigger, newer house with all the luxuries it affords.

Shouldn’t a house be a place to shelter your family? A warm place to return to when you’ve grown? A place where family memories linger of those happy times when the family sat together around the table to share their day.

A house can be a home no matter how small or big, how modern or quaint. Some people are grateful for a cardboard box, a blanket and a warm coat, while others long for a bigger house to impress others. I’m ashamed to have wanted to leave my home and move into an apartment, where I would live alone with none of the comforting memories to keep me warm.

The steam from my tea rises in the air as I lift the cup to my lips. I sip and savor the warmth. Truly, I am blessed this morning.

As the winter holidays approach, I think ahead to the family Christmas party which has become tradition in this house. Some loved ones are missing but their memories remain. The walls soaked up the laughter. From the outside, the house is just another house on a block where there are others just like it in a different color. But this house is unique.

This house is a place where one person lives with all the memories of many others around her. My mother lived here for a brief time. Friends of my children still remember this house. The smell of big pots of spaghetti or chili simmering on the stove to feed whoever might come still lingers.

I sip my tea and give thanks to God, for placing me here. Forgive me, Lord, for the times I have wished to be elsewhere. I am blessed and I am grateful.

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