I have recently fallen in love with a song Miranda Lambert sings, "The House That Built Me."
Our family moved enough, there really isn't one house that built me. Although, the house that meant the most to me was my Granny's house in East Texas. But while listening to this song, I realized that "The House That Built Me" was really some of my old friends.
My favorite part of the song is the chorus -
I thought if I could tough this place, or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
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Isn't it awesome. To sit back and think about the people/places that made you who you are. I started this blog because I was missing. I still haven't figured it out yet. I have too many questions and not sure where to start the rebuilding process. But I know there are people who have touched my life in ways they may not even realize. I am going to take a moment to list the name of some of the most influential people in my life, even if we parted on bad terms. You need to know that I am grateful for our time together. Please don't be offended if you're not mentioned. It doesn't mean I don't love you.
The House That Built Me
Robert, Terrie, Naomi, and Glenn Searle - my family
Linda Cole
Catherine Just
Robert Cole
David Cole
Sherry Rasmus
Aubrey Dawn Blankenship
Dana Dawn Puente
Joshua Ostertag
Pastor Kevin and Becky Harrison
Brian Brisendine
Joe Moore
Patrick Leavitt
Daniel and Crystal Kimberlin
Lauren Doan
Jason and Jessica Rasmus
Jason Faulkner
Natalie Yearego
Eric and Patricia McAlister
Glenn and Leslie Turney
Teresa Kanimaya
Rose Rich
Jai Blevins
There are many others who were part of the decor of "The House" at different times. But these were my foundation, walls, and roof when I needed them most. So, if I show up unexpectedly, just let me walk around your world for a moment. I'll only take a memory.
