I love you and I am blessed that you are still with us after the tornado. I want to thank you for allowing all of us to come to your house for the holidays. There are so many wonderful memories. Although the house is gone the memories made there will last forever. The things we could always count on were a great meal made by so many hands with a generous amount of love. While the whole meal was great, Grandma’s dinner rolls were the only thing we would run out of. (Smiles) Then after everyone stuffed themselves the men would loosen their belts and settle into the living room to watch “football” but really just snooze. I always loved the times Uncle Sonny came and would play guitar on the hearth with Uncle Pete and everyone would sing. As we all grew up and the next generations was and are maturing, more music was being made by Michael, or as mom called him #11, Brandon, Dalton, Davis and Beau.
I know that as you move into your new house that everything will be spotless and ready for a new set of memories to be made. Home is where you are and what you allow in. The most important thing to move in is the love that will always follow you.
Love,
Laura
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