Monday, April 25, 2011

The Road Not Taken

This post is a bit close to home. My home. My old home where I spent half my childhood.
We spent 6 years living in a little country town many years ago. It was only 6 years, but they left a deep and lasting legacy.  It was where we meet the beautiful C family and that alone is such a wonderful reason to give thanks to God....

When you drive out west you see a fair bit of this...

before you finally see this.

As a child this road and these buildings seemed so big and vast. They don't seem quiet so big but they certainly make my heart smile.

This path is where I first started to practice riding my red bike without the training wheels, where i walked to the dentist and where I walked home from the swimming pool....

This was our home and our shop - where we played, cried, didn't eat my dinners and used the old valiant roof as a trampoline!!!

This was also our home. Our other home. Our dear friends home. Where we also played, cried, didn't eat my dinners and where we held many amazing concert nights...

It was only a quick visit. To honour a strong, faithful woman of God who has passed on & now is resting in Heaven with our Almighty Saviour.  We went back also to honour her daughter - our dear friend and to acknowledge the wonderful, strong, caring, giving woman that she is.

With heart's filled with love and souls filled with warmth as only dear friends can fill you, we said our farewell, so very grateful to God for the Friendship that He bestowed upon us those many years ago when the baker's family and the Farmer/CRT shop owner family lived opposite each other.


On the way home we were treated to this glorious sunset to end the day....

"...Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
...Robert Frost

Be {a traveller}

1 comment:

Rachel Hair said...

Beautiful words from a beautiful soul..... And gorgeous photos to boot.

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