Wednesday, March 16, 2016

I haven't been feeling very well the last few days, just a flu bug.  I heard the doorbell ring and knew with my slow steps I would not make it in time to see who was ringing.  I walked outside to find a package; imagine that, the UPS guy didn't want to wait?  Deciding I needed some fresh air, I strolled down the walk way admiring the greenery and new life of florals beginning to peek through the ground, ready for spring.  As I walked back I sat and stared at my front door.  We have lived here for over 22 years, Haleigh was only 18 months old when we moved in. This front door has seen some action.

Through these doors we've invited our children's friends for play dates, our own friends for 
bar-b-sues and welcomed