Loves of my life... HOME

Home: I laugh because where ever we happen to be Scott will say, “I could live here” and I think “me too”. It is good we think about it first or we would be moving often. I really feel so at home when I am with him. Scott equals home to me. I love the view I have from my bedroom right now of the Temple. I like not having to worry about outside maintenance. We have been planning on moving for years now but we will now be here for a few more years (perhaps). That will be a record for us... staying in the same place that long! WOW. I have always loved drawing house plans. Thinking of where to put all the kids I dreamt of having. I enjoy touring homes. I even like to peek inside peoples windows to see where they put stuff or how they decorate. I like to decorate with gospel or family photos, heirlooms. I love to choose the items that will be in my home. I’m not the best at it because I can drag my feet when it comes to purchasing. I like to have a secure space all to myself. I like to have a haven to escape the world. When we have a real home it may be different but for now we don’t entertain much. Space could be part of it. I do throw lots of parties at the clubhouse. I have had two Thanksgivings where we invited friends and family, it was great. I try to think of my real home—in heaven. I know I was once there, but a veil blocks my memories. The scriptures and modern revelation give me a glimpse. I know I have a mother there. For now I am thrilled to call America home. I sometimes miss home when traveling… Mungo, Aunt Sue, my stuff, my bed.