Comments on: For My New Friends

By: Lip Service — Momalom

Lip Service — Momalom — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 17:14:29 +0000

[...] fact, I don’t ever remember decorating the Christmas tree during the five or so years we lived in that house. (But I do remember, one year, standing at the piano on Christmas Day, singing carols. And that [...]

By: Aidan Donnelley Rowley

Aidan Donnelley Rowley — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 04:01:10 +0000

Oh my goodness, I love this. I love the random and rueful connections forged over the internet. What a happy coincidence! I am so thrilled to live a mere block away from where I grew up… There is something magical about looking back to the home in which you became the person you now are… Thanks for this post! (And, yay, Momalom!)

By: Sarah

Sarah — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:30:00 +0000

I was so little in that house. We moved at the end of Kindergarten. No wait, after first grade. So most of my memories are visual references. The door at the bottom of the stairs. My teeny tiny room and leaping onto the bed at night for fear of monsters lurking underneath. The tree out front. Putting on my bathing suit and dancing under that tree in the rain. Oh thank you so very much for these memories!

By: Jen

Jen — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:41:51 +0000

Yay! Oh so many memories. That is the house I really grew up in. My window looked out over the street, just above that porch. I tell my own kids stories of the adventures I had in that house. In the fort in the basement, experimenting with new “recipes” in the kitchen, playing in the tent in the backyard. Haven’t been back since we moved away, 24 years ago. But, up, that IS the house. Thank you.

By: Nicki

Nicki — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:35:17 +0000

momalomsmom – I am so glad it is the right house. I could get a better pic if I had remembered my camera. Thank heavens for my cell phone camera. There were so many white houses right there and I had forgotten to take the number so am glad I got the right one!

By: momalomsmom

momalomsmom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:30:03 +0000

Nicki!! That’s the house. It is just as darling on the inside as on the out. Sarah, Jen, and their brother Justin, spent many happy hours on the lovely, little front porch, having sleep-overs, reading, playing monopoly, or just daydreaming. Me, too (although not the sleepover part). Thanks for sharing this! Blogging is making this small world even smaller and kind of cozy. : )