4.01.2011

Flashback Friday: The House That Built Me

I love this song because I can relate to it in so many ways. Pictured below is the house we grew up in. Mama sold it several years ago and the current owners have neglected it in major ways. It's so sad to go back and see it and remember just how much love and affection Mama poured into this house, this home. My sister and I will always hold a special place in our hearts for 1409 Jess Grizzle Road. Even though I've grown up and moved far away from the house that built me, I still cling to my roots, my foundation. This house helped make me who I am today. I know they say you can’t go home again I just had to come back one last time Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam But these handprints on the front steps are mine Up those stairs in that little back bedroom Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar I bet you didn’t know under that live oak My favorite dog is buried in the yard I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built me Mama cut out pictures of houses for years From Better Homes and Gardens magazine Plans were drawn and concrete poured Nail by nail and board by board Daddy gave life to mama’s dream I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built me You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could walk around I swear I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built meYes, I was raised out in the country. I've always been this way, and I'm so thankful that's the way God made me.

11 comments:

  1. That is probably one of my favorite songs - it has so much meaning behind it! I too love going back and see my old house and like you the current owners don't take care of it the way we used to. It's sad. Love those pictures! :)

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  2. I adore this song! while I didn't live in ONE house growing up, I can relate to it in the sense that the house is my family =)

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  3. Love this song, and absolutely adore that home- it's the kind of home I'd love to raise my future children in someday! I hope you're well, Cherish!

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  4. This is such a sweet post! I love this song--it almost makes me cry everytime I hear it. It's just so sweet! Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

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  5. sweet post and i LOVE that song!

    xx

    Hope you have a great weekend!

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  6. Beautiful post, Cherish!! Your mom did such a great job raising you!

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  7. Great blog! I love love love this song. I think it's great you got these pictures of you and your sister in front of the house.

    ~Tiffany

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  8. I LOVE this song, it normally makes me tear up for sure. I love the photos too.

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  9. Great post :)

    Growing up in the country is the best!

    Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

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  10. Love this! I love being from the country!

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