My home is my sanctuary, my castle. It is also sometimes a great source of financial drain and worry. The memories that fill it are good ones and sad ones. The people who have lived here before me, who frequented this home, left good vibes; they were good people. And now, I am the caretaker.
My sunflowers remind me of my family and my friends: those standing tall in the glory of their youth; those whose personalities shine so brightly they bring light to everyone around them; those with sturdy stalks from working hard and holding up their family; those who prefer to stay within the confines of their home, their own castle; those who are beginning to fade, get a little droopy (why you lookin’ at me?); those who hang their heads in defeat, depression, shame, fatigue; those who laugh and hold their heads high, delighting in their good fortune and joy; those with new little faces, budding out each week, month, and finally into the years; those who have grown old and withered, dying as their family and friends stand by their side.
They lean on each other, sometimes faces turned as though in conversation. They have different centers, different hues: different personalities, different abilities.
I love my sunflowers and grow them every year. They give me comfort and peace and enjoyment. They are a part of me and a part of my home.
Friends are the sunshine of life. John Hay
Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller
Lifting as they climb, onward and upward they go, struggling and striving and hoping that the buds and blossoms of their desires may burst into glorious fruition ere long. Mary Church Terrell
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day without suspecting our abode until we drive away. Emily Dickinson
Happiness is a Swedish sunset; it is there for all, but most of us look the other way and lose it. Mark Twain
I reach for the Son that He may shine brightly within my heart and soul. Brenda Byassee
3 thoughts on “My Castle”
There has been alot of love grown in and around your home for sure. Good memories, happy times, and yes, some sadness as well. But, as in the circle of life it all has it’s part. You are the best caretaker of that home that ever could be. You continue to nurture, love, grow, and inspire friendships and memories for us all. Your witness and testimony in life will never be forgotten and will be a stepping stone to finding that inner peace and strength that only God can give.
Thank you, Cheryl, for good, uplifting words. I so needed them today.
I love your backyard. I’m glad you have that refuge. Hugs to you, B…Love ya.