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um…i love my family. and my life. enough said.
oh, and my husband and i live in bemiston now.
the same neighborhood both sides of my family did a lot of growing up in 
it is a special place indeed
~*~
june 30, 2006:
my night was beyond amazing
i smell like Bemiston
if you don’t know what that is…..
it’s pecans, sweet grass, california red wood, and sweet tea
it’s the place where people drop by to visit for a minute
…but they stay all night
walking away feeling like
somehow
they’re a better person because of it
and knowing that they’re loved
because they are, in the most genuine way possible
the grass felt amazing under my feet
it’s better than any mattress
and my family rocks my world
as do our strange ways and amazing stories
…about frogs and pee pee
and my proper southern bell of a grandmother and her laid back off spring
…she makes us put ketchup in little dishes with tiny spoons
because she doesn’t want the bottle on the table
she’s too cool
and when she hummed amazing grace to my niece,
blakely,
in a deep sweet voice, ‘the way Grandaddy used to’
it made my heart dance
you do something to make a baby smile…
especially if they’re the love of your life
…and you feel like you could conquer the world
yes, it was quite a night
God blessed me beyond belief when He put me in the south and gave me my family…
i am a better person because of them
want to know selfless love? …the kind that God wants us to give.
look into your mother’s eyes when she talks about you
