tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post7303267240421926919..comments2023-07-21T05:46:36.238-07:00Comments on confessions of a housewife: On Flying To MD.Jessiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01553119193374658520noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-36968275303899858012012-01-28T22:52:17.488-08:002012-01-28T22:52:17.488-08:00Great post! I've always thought that the towel...Great post! I've always thought that the towels smell funny at everybody else's house but my own.Mirandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07645097240464902007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-12168656321399544592012-01-25T17:49:48.622-08:002012-01-25T17:49:48.622-08:00This post made me cry. Thanks Jessie for writing i...This post made me cry. Thanks Jessie for writing it. I love having my girls all together, that truly is when it feels the most like home to me! You are such a blessing to me. I love you!crosscoach@gmail.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-88787019732998505692012-01-25T12:27:32.174-08:002012-01-25T12:27:32.174-08:00I agree.
Home is not a place.
Coldwater and Rudya...I agree. <br />Home is not a place.<br />Coldwater and Rudyard always just feel weird and distant when i have visited.<br />Home is def. family.<br />I agree that mom's home always smells lovely and is full of beautiful things.<br />We are so blessed to have grown up in such a beautiful and cozy home.Courthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10986703175950324731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-59045338359159503652012-01-25T12:24:12.670-08:002012-01-25T12:24:12.670-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Courthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10986703175950324731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-23897249394784403272012-01-25T06:24:01.392-08:002012-01-25T06:24:01.392-08:00Something I wish that I'd thought of when I wa...Something I wish that I'd thought of when I was writing this post was how maybe it's how dying will feel. Going home but even more so...Jessiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01553119193374658520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-72886926484193924572012-01-25T05:17:43.364-08:002012-01-25T05:17:43.364-08:00I agree with Susie. Home will always be where your...I agree with Susie. Home will always be where your Mom and Dad are. Life isn't about the place we live or the things that we have but about the people that we share it with. I always feel like I'm at home when I'm with your Mom and Dad too. Love you all so very much.fullertribehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16155600268602462114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149469687713230660.post-49755448372454651182012-01-25T04:49:56.152-08:002012-01-25T04:49:56.152-08:00Home is more about the people than anything, or at...Home is more about the people than anything, or at least that's what I think. <br /><br />Very nice post, Jessie!Susie Finkbeinerhttp://www.susiefinkbeiner.comnoreply@blogger.com