Hello there! I am the old porch, connected to an old house.
We are now abandoned and so very lonely. But there was a time when we were
fresh and new, coated in beautiful, glossy paint. While we weren’t really seen,
our absence surely would have been noticed by those who enjoyed us. Time wears
us all down and sometimes we need a helping hand to look our best. Hard times
come, people move on to other interests or bigger and better things. But the
memories will always remain—at least for me, they will.
Allow me to share with you some of the great times that
happened across the span of all my years. Families and friends have come and
gone. Children have grown up. Grandparents have passed on. Fathers have
maintained a variety of jobs. Mothers have rocked babies. Family pets have trampled mud or just relaxed. There have been
holiday celebrations, as well as domestic squabbles. I have been “the place”
for children’s balloons, piƱatas, and Kool-aid. I have also hosted barbecue
grills and adult beverages.
I am the family porch. The center of activity, community,
love, hate, religion, kindness, beauty, giggles, and shouts. I hope you enjoy
my stories. I pray my tales bring you joy and maybe some introspection; I hope
they encourage you, challenge you, and maybe inspire you!!
The Porch…
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