Heartily Homesteading

River And Memories of Old

My husband took me and the boys to the river this past weekend.  It was the river where he grew up in and learned to swim in.  It was a great time.  We stayed and swam for most of the afternoon and early evening.  It's just an amazing experience.  We loved it but what made it so special was of course it was where my hubby grew up.  The boys want to go back.  I would encourage everyone to take your kids/grandkids places you went growing up and tell them experiences and memories about them.  I  am in a different state from where I grew up so I'm not able to take my kids there, but I do talk about them.  There are lots of nights that the kids don't want me to read, they want me to tell them a story about a childhood place of mine, or a childhood memory of mine.  They are so fascinated by what I considered old memories, especially funny ones.  I thought I had the worst childhood possible, but as I've grown in the Lord, He has brought to my memory times when I was happy.  It's so natural for me to dwell on and remember only the bad memories, but there are so so many fun times that I had all but forgotten about.    I think there is alot to be enjoyed from the "old" memories.  

Jeremiah 6:16