Clara's Corner: Mamaw gets a break.....

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Mamaw gets a break.....

Here's a picture of my MIL, my daughter and my husband, Bill. Bill's sister took her Mother to her house for two days this past week-end. They won't let you keep them over night, but she had two good days visiting with everyone. She didn't even cry when she had to go back. I'm glad!

5 comments:

Teresa said...: Everyone looks like they're having a nice visit. Family is so important!; 9:41 PM
Tina Leigh said...: Oh Clara I'm glad your MIL had a good time & that she didn't get upset when she had to go back. Your hubby looks like he is doing well too.; 9:46 AM
Marci said...: What a special time for your Mother-In-Law and the rest of the family. Lisa looks like she is doing great and so does Bill!!; 10:03 AM
Rachel said...: Great picture Clara! I'm glad she got to get out for a visit. That always means so much!!

You have a lovely daughter!; 12:45 PM
L. said...: Hi Clara...I couldn't find an email address for you so I am going to have to write this in your comment section.
I am 'tagging' you to list 7 songs that you love, listen to or have special meaning to you....and then you send the tag on to 7 others! Thanks!
Grammie; 2:06 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!