Sunday, April 22, 2012

Our Last Meal

I am, in case you haven’t noticed, a super nostalgic person.  I form strong bonds to people, and as it turns out, places.  Because of this I didn’t want for us to just straggle out of here without taking any real notice of what was happening.  That has happened too often with too many other things in my life, and I didn’t want it to happen this time.

So tonight when I came home from church I changed into my comfy pajamas and then I whipped up what we normally call “Dad-Hop,” but tonight was “Mom-Hop.”  I cooked a whole package of bacon (a cause for much celebration!), made a batch of pancakes, scrambled some eggs, and mixed sliced fresh (from the farm yesterday thanks to Ken & Alisyn) strawberries with sugar and covered them with whipped cream.  I even used the good plates.


I called the kids down to dinner and we started by kneeling to say a prayer of thanks to Heavenly Father for giving us this wonderful home to live in for the last 10 years.  Then we ate, and it was as delicious and satisfying as I’d hoped.  I tried to get the kids to pose for a picture, but they were too sad to all cooperate.


Finally I bribed or threatened or begged and they all looked in the general direction of the camera.



I know I have a couple more days of work before we’re out of here altogether, but I will say it now anyway. 

Goodbye, dear home.  I had no idea how happy we were going to be here, and you will always hold a special place in my heart…


  1. This post makes me so sad!!!!! :'-( I don't think I said a good enough goodbye to the house when I was there....

  2. WOW. I'm tearing up and I've never even lived there :(