My feet are cold...My arms are cold...I'm cold all over...Oh, yeah and I have CRAMPS!

I hate the cold...It makes me hurt all over and I can't ever seem to get warm.

When I was a kid we lived in a 1970 something model single wide trailer house. There was no central heat or air and the windows were the kind you had to crank open. We had 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, no doors on any of the rooms and 9 people.

We lived between Venus and Maypearl and we moved there when I was in the 3rd grade. There were very few people who lived where we did.

When the wind blew, it would catch the windows on the house and open them and then they would slam shut so, Daddy would duct tape them shut and we would put plastic over them to help keep the cold out in the winter. Since there was no central heat, we had a gas stove in the living room. Even then , it never was warm. I was cold all of the time. Rachel and I were going down memory lane the other day and she said she was always cold too. And you would go to bed and then wake up with cramps from sleeping so waded up trying to stay warm. We had plenty of blankets, but, it was so cold.

When the Twins were born an addition was put onto the back of the house. It added more living space and another bedroom and another gas heater...HURRAY!!

When I moved back home with the boyos that made 11 people and still only 1 bathroom. The house just kept falling apart worse and worse...The roof didn't just leak, it poured and in the hallway, the walls were pulling away from the floor. Then the bathtub started falling out of the house.

It was home.

A few years after Rebekah left for Missouri, and Roger and I got married, Mom and Dad got a new house.

The first Christmas, Rebekah and I snuck back to the old house. It was home. The new house wasn't, we hadn't grown up there.

That old falling apart piece of shit trailer with no doors and one stinkin' bathroom is gone now but, it will always be my home.