Last weekend, we crossed two bridges to visit our hometown for the first time in a few years. My husband and I grew up in Terrytown, Louisiana. We wanted to show our 10 year old where we came from, as he was born until after we moved to the town where we now live. We enjoyed our little stroll down memory lane, but the thing I really gained from the trip was a profound sense of gratitude – for where we have come to where we are presently. God has provided so faithfully. May we never take His love and providence for granted!
the little one bathroom house where I was born in 1966 (actually I was born in a hospital, but this was our first family home) My room was the window to the far left.This is a two bedroom, two car garage house where my family moved when I was 7 – same town – several blocks away – It looked so much warmer when we lived there – with bushes and trees – looks a bit cold now:(
This was Eric and my first house – a cottage about 10 minutes away from our parents’ homes. Great memories – where we brought our first two babies home from the hospital:) When we owned it, there was a tree in the front yard, and the grey and white colors were reversed.The “Cardinal” house where we lived for 12 years after moving to the Northshore – Covington. A wonderful neighborhood!