Hallmark decided to do a contest Share a story (IN 250 WORDS OR LESS) about a particular place or space that has special meaning in your life (where you would say “love grows here”) and the person or people who have made that place so meaningful.
This was my entry: On Granddaddy’s front porch we had welcome hugs, goodbye kisses, sharing of secrets with cousins, singing hymns, or just swinging quietly. Here is where love grew. My favorite childhood memories are from the summer days at Granddaddy’s. My mother is the youngest of seven children and there were 15 grandchildren in all. Granddaddy and Grandmother had labored to build this house and its large front porch. It took many years and all but my mother were gone and married by the time they finished. But they had their dream home: a sprawling five bedroom red brick home (with running water!) set on several acres of land in a town with only one traffic light. The traffic light was eventually taken out and the home was sold to become a quaint nursing home. But my memories on that front porch remain. I long for those summer days sitting on the front porch in that green swing with the cut out hearts. I felt closer to my family and to God as the time on the front porch offered nothing but an opportunity to bond. We shared our hopes, our dreams, our problems, our worries. We sang together and talked our hearts out. There was plenty of work to do but there was always time to spend together on the front porch. There was no TV to distract, no phones to divert, and definitely no city noises to take away from some good conversation and maybe a Dr. Pepper.
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