Redheaded Jill

Today I am thankful for my home. I live in a little modular(?) home. I LOVE this house. I love the little seven acres it sits on. I love the road that leads me to my parents’ home and my brother’s home. I love the trees and the old out buildings and the flowers my Grandpa planted and the silo turned chicken coop and the field of hay and the creek and the hedges. I love this house and I love my home. I am so blessed that my family allowed me to live here after Grandma passed away. I am so blessed that if I have a leak or a break or an emergency my dad is right next door and can come to my rescue. I realize this is a rare thing. How many people can say they have a house without a mortgage at 34? Not many… not many and I don’t want to take this for granted.