Down the hall was the bathroom. It was small and I remember the color red and a lot of doilies. During the Christmas Season, a manger sat on a shelf in the hallway. This manger had real hay and a red bulb shined over the animals.
The kitchen was also small, but always had room for laughs and Uno games. Instead of holding my cards in my hand, I always laid them on the round, brown table. During the game I would snack on Neapolitan Ice cream and drink Fay-go from a cold, tin cup. I always sat by the window, on a pale yellow chair, next to the phone hanging on the wall.
We gathered in the large, dark dinning room and ate Mexican food. The table was also large and seemed to take up the entire room. A terrarium sat in the corner of the room, housing fake plants and a painted river. One Halloween we went trick or treating and I remember eating an oatmeal pie cookie in that room.
The sound of Jeopardy echoed the mirrored wall, as I sat in the brown recliner. I didn't enjoy watching jeopardy, but I enjoyed being in the living room. Through the pictured window I watched the cars on the busy street and through the wall or mirrors I watched her. I would get restless and escape to warm up by the wood burning stove.
Outside I would run and swing on the rusty clothes line, as clothes pins fell from their cloth bag. We always played croquet.
I remember being in her house like it was yesterday. I remember the colors, sounds, and smells from the small, white house.
I remember the Uno games, ice cream, tin cups, plastic ice cubes, Jeopardy, wood burning stove, storage shed, wall of mirrors, and Christmas Manger like it was yesterday.
More importantly, I remember her like it was yesterday.......
To be continued.....
All Things Are Possible,
Stephanie
The kitchen was also small, but always had room for laughs and Uno games. Instead of holding my cards in my hand, I always laid them on the round, brown table. During the game I would snack on Neapolitan Ice cream and drink Fay-go from a cold, tin cup. I always sat by the window, on a pale yellow chair, next to the phone hanging on the wall.
We gathered in the large, dark dinning room and ate Mexican food. The table was also large and seemed to take up the entire room. A terrarium sat in the corner of the room, housing fake plants and a painted river. One Halloween we went trick or treating and I remember eating an oatmeal pie cookie in that room.
The sound of Jeopardy echoed the mirrored wall, as I sat in the brown recliner. I didn't enjoy watching jeopardy, but I enjoyed being in the living room. Through the pictured window I watched the cars on the busy street and through the wall or mirrors I watched her. I would get restless and escape to warm up by the wood burning stove.
Outside I would run and swing on the rusty clothes line, as clothes pins fell from their cloth bag. We always played croquet.
I remember being in her house like it was yesterday. I remember the colors, sounds, and smells from the small, white house.
I remember the Uno games, ice cream, tin cups, plastic ice cubes, Jeopardy, wood burning stove, storage shed, wall of mirrors, and Christmas Manger like it was yesterday.
More importantly, I remember her like it was yesterday.......
To be continued.....
All Things Are Possible,
Stephanie
1 comment:
She was an awesome lady. We were very blessed to have her in our lives. Thank you for a such a sweet and vivid trip down memory lane. God has blessed you with a beautiful gift of writing! Thank you for sharing! Aunt Donna
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