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The first prompt was: My First Memory
My first memory is being in my room in the evening and watching my parents outside in the front yard taking care of some yard work. I was probably three years old and I remember looking at my wallpaper and loving it so much. It was red with little flowers on it. When I think back on that wallpaper now, I think the best way to describe it is like calico fabric. Something like this:
Today's prompt is: My First Home
If this is about my first home after marriage, then I'm spot on. Otherwise, I need to start all over. Ha!
The first home after marriage was a true life hovel in the back of my in-laws' landscape nursery. I hated living there and was glad it only lasted two years. It was the worse place I've ever lived in my life from beginning to now. When it rained, the little horrid place flooded. No matter how many improvements I tried to make, it was just awful. I don't even think I have any pictures of it because, who, in their right mind, would take pictures of such a place? I should have recognized that little hell hole as the red flag it was, but I didn't. I would share the good points of that thing, but there just aren't any.
Anyway, y'all probably get the point that it was a horrid place to live. My second home is the home in which I still reside. And, though it is small, it is a much nicer, cozier place and was a great house in which to raise a family.
Ok, that should catch me up!
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