This is my first attempt at blogging. I hope to share with you my deepest thoughts. I know, that's scary. Anyhow, my first thought is about being home.
After being gone for three days it sure feels good to be home. Home has always been my favorite place. The first home I remember was at Pine Lake in Whitesville, GA. Most of my favorite memories are from my home on the farm in Durand, GA. I've lived in several other places around Pine Mountain, but the house I lived in was not what made it a home. It was my family that made each of these places home.
My home was a place where my dad and mom loved me and my siblings. It was a place where we were taught to love Jesus first, others second, and ourselves last. We were taught to be obedient and respectful to our elders and our country. We were taught the value of hard work, perseverance, and self-control. We were taught to use good manners, clean up after ourselves, and be considerate of others.
Today, I have my own home and it is still my favorite place. My home is filled with love and I strive to teach my children the same things my dad and mom taught me. I wish everyone had a home like mine. My home is a place of peace and shelter from the madness of the world. It is a place I can always come to and feel loved and accepted for who I am. I love my home and the family that lives in it.
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YAY! Welcome to the world of blogging! You are off to a great start!
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