The House That Built Me

As some of you know...I went back home for the weekend for a girls night out. I decided to make a detour to my sister's house and swing by my old home in Gilberts. It was a very strange feeling going back home. It seemed like nothing had really change. I could completely image myself still living at home. I just wanted to share this especially for my kids. While driving back to my sister's condo...I heard this amazing song by Miranda Lambert called "The House That Built Me!" this song is so powerful. It made my whole trip so much more special. Take a minute to listen to the song it's so moving.

This is the subdivision...I grew up in. Lot's of fun memories and the best place to grow up. Lots of bike rides, ice staking on the pond, fishing, and staying out late playing games with other kids on the block.

My home...I remember when it was only dirt. Look how big the trees have grown over the years. I really wanted to go inside but no one was home.

Here's the famous mailbox that was back into more times than can be counted.

This House That Built ME

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 elseI 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 elseI 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 just come in I swear

I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory

From the house that built me