#52 Stories--Story #41

Of all the times you've moved to a new house, neighborhood, city, state or country, which have had the biggest impact on the rest of your life? In what ways?


I haven't moved that often. I think that is a lucky fact.  I moved to my hometown when I was about 6. I don't remember much about the first two homes where my family lived.  I remember the tri-toned green shag carpet of the first home and the circus fabric curtains of my room in the first house I lived in until I was three.

In the second house I lived, I recall the kitchen carpet.  Yes. It had carpeting in the kitchen. That kitchen carpet once was covered in foamy soapy bubble from the liquid dish soap my dad used in the dishwasher to appease my mom who went to church by herself that Sunday while we stayed home.  I'm sure my dad was guilty and trying to do something nice to appease her, but it made SUCH A MESS! I was sent in a frantic rush to the next door neighbor's home to "get help". I think that might be why I remember the kitchen carpet all the more.

My home growing up the majority of my life was my full time home for about a dozen years or so. this was where I learned SO many things. I experienced many things. It was in this home I feel like I came into my self. This is where I will always call home.

From there, I moved to Provo to go to school. I moved several times while I was a student.  And the only place that mattered in that era for me was the final apartment at Stadium Terrace.  I had many sets of roommates in that apartment. My first pair and the last set were wonderful ladies, who I love to this day.

When Genius Golfer and I got married we lived a short time in his mom’s basement then moved into an apartment that only lasted a semester, then we moved back to her home for awhile again while we saved money to purchase our first home. That was a good time, for the most part.  She worked nights, I worked days...we got along quite well and I tried hard to be a good guest as well as a new family member in her home.

Finally GG and I found a home we could afford and scraped all we had together to buy a home.  /our first home is out kids’ only home to this point—aside from their living places while they are at school, in the same way I still think of my home growing up.  I love the home we created together. It has been the most wonderful place for our children began. They learned everything they needed as children, they gained lifetime friends, and our family gelled.

Recently we built a new home, a future home, and while we visit it and use it as a getaway place, it is a comfortable and beautiful place that we can share with our friends and enjoy. I look froward to the memories that we will make in that home.  That will be a wonderful place for me, for us, for our family. I look forward to that.