Our house is just a little house but God knows where we live

That saying is on a little plaque given to me by Grandmom and it’s so fitting. We are happily settling down (finally!!??) in our cute, little home, and God-willing, our forever home, after moving so many times over the past few years. And just in time for spring and planting flowers, herbs, and of course GOURDS! Hope we get a good crop like we had down in North Carolina. At least living in rural south Jersey feels like living down south, but we’re still in my beloved state of New Jersey!

My little gourd patch
My little gourd patch





Garden pathway
Garden pathway
Our backyard friends, the house finch
Our backyard friends, the house finch

Home for the Holidays

First of all, Happy Birthday to Jesus! and Merry Christmas to all my friends and family. I wish we could be up north right now with our friends and family in New Jersey and Philadelphia but we had to stay in North Carolina because of work, which is not a bad thing. Thank God we have jobs.

But this past week has been really tough for me. I’ve been so homesick, missing everyone and everything from our old home. I miss seeing the Atlantic City skyline and the smell of Absecon Creek down the street from mom’s house.

Atlantic City Skyline from Brigantine Wildlife Refuge Galloway, NJ

I miss seeing Grandmom and Grandpop and all my dad’s family at the annual Weisbecker Christmas get-together. I’m sad for Rocky because he’s missing the Christmas Eve fish dinner at his brother’s and hanging out with his family. I miss crossing over the Walt Whitman bridge to see my in-laws in Philly. I miss everything and everyone up north. Needless to say I haven’t been the most fun person to be around this week LOL.

Blue Ridge Mountains

We’ve only been living in North Carolina five months now and I know that’s not long at all. It takes time to get used to new surroundings and people. It seems to be so much easier for Rocky, but then he’s just such a happy-go-lucky kind of person. And what do I have to be so sad about? My new home is such a beautiful one, a beautiful house, property and surroundings with lots of animal friends.  Just down the street you can see the Blue Ridge mountains in the distance and Crowders Mountain and Kings Mountain are only a few miles down the road. The cost of living is lower here and is one of the main reasons we moved back down here. Most of my mother’s family lives around me and I have made a couple new friends. But it’s still not the same. If home is where the heart is, 1/2 of my heart is still in New Jersey.

This past week all I’ve thought about is my old home in South Jersey. Most of my friends on Facebook live up there and when I read their posts talking about things going on there it just makes me more sad. I kept thinking of the song by Hank Williams Sr. “I’m so lonesome I could cry” and in my mind changed the word “lonesome” for “homesick.”

But that’s enough feeling sorry for myself! Things change and life goes on. Me and Rocky are creating a new life together down here. And it’s not like we won’t ever see or talk to our friends and family again. It just can’t be any time we want. We have to plan it and save money for the trip. I guess we all have to sacrifice something… and time is the healer of all wounds.

Maybe one day all or most of my heart will be here in North Carolina. And when we say we’ll be “home for the holidays” that will mean staying here in good ol’ Dallas, North Carolina. :)

Giving Thanks 2011

This year me and Rocky are celebrating the holidays together for the first time as a married couple…and though we are over 600 miles away from our friends and family up north and miss them all dearly, we still managed to create a nice Thanksgiving and make memories of our own.

Aunt Debbie invited us over on Thanksgiving Day and we got to see our Granddaddy and give him his dinner.

It was the 5 of us at dinner; Me, Rocky, Mark, Andy and Debbie. We were so thankful for her delicious meal! I keep telling her it was the next best thing to mom’s cooking. :)

Then Andy came over yesterday for our own Thanksgiving meal.  Mark baked the turkey, mashed taters, giblet gravy, and pecan pie…Rocky made the baked ziti, a new tradition for us German/Scots-Irish not used to Italian food on Thanksgiving! and I made the sweet potato casserole…mmm mmm mmm!

Even the cats got to enjoy their Thanksgiving meal!

We have so much to be thankful for; our family, our friends and pets, our health, our jobs, a roof over our heads and food in the fridge…I’m learning every day that it’s those simple things, those things that we easily take for granted, that really matter the most in life. :)

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