The Circle Back Home ~ Blessings of a Legacy

The circular drive in front of my grandparent’s ~ parent’s home

The circle back home
Where memories beckon
and dreams find their
place

A place of foundation
Where I held my grandfather’s hand,
and adored his towering kindness.
Where he unveiled stories behind each rock,
and mesmerized with accounts of journeys around the globe.
Where I rode horsey on his back,
and got zooming car rides around the bend.
A place where love was confirmed
and dreams formed.

Grandpa. One of the loves of my life!

A place of grounding
Where I chose my father’s path,
and admired his uncompromising character.
Where he harvested his garden bounties,
and provided every grandchild tractor rides.
Where he entertained with his witty humor,
and inspired with his heroic wartime tales.
A place where love was guaranteed
and dreams secured.

A place of growing
Where I gleaned from my mother’s wisdom,
and was sustained by her supportive love.
Where she nourished with her palatable meals,
and kept a revolving door to her hospitable home.
Where she listened on any hour or day,
and allowed the grand kids to do just about anything!
A place where love was demonstrated
and dreams soared.

My terrific parents!

A place of blessing
Where I spoke my wedding vows,
and promised love as a blushing bride.
Where I invited old friends,
and had a garden ceremony in July.
Where I left my dad’s embrace as his only girl,
and kissed my husband as his forever love.
A place where love was united
and dreams intertwined.

Photo of my husband and I taken just prior to our wedding

A place of security
Where those who enter find refuge,
and those who leave do so in peace.
Where children all feel welcome,
and grown ups come back for more.
Where Daddy took one last garden look,
and Momma longs to see him on heaven’s shore.
A place where love is unending
and dreams endure.

Home. Photo by my brother, Chuck Stephens

Continue in the things which you have learned and been assured of, knowing from whom you have learned them
2 Timothy 3:14

My legacy is one of godly blessing, and I do not take it lightly.  Perhaps yours was not; however, today you can begin your own.  Whether you had one or not, you can pass on a godly heritage to your children.  In honor of how I was raised, I am trying to do the same.  God is the only hope for our children and grandchildren.  Will we pick up the baton and pass it on?

Sue Nash/ 2013

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