Memory Room

This room was known as “The middle bedroom” in my parents house.

 

It was my first room. My crib was in the corner. 2 dressers were along the outside wall.

I outgrew the crib. Trophies replaced baby stuff. The dressers stayed.

When my grandpa moved in, this was his room. He didn’t have many things and requested to keep my trophies in his room.

Grandpa passed in ’88. The room sat uninhabited for years. The dressers, still there acquired more stuff.

Sometime in the early 2000’s, my mom required a hospital bed. She moved in. A large TV sat atop one of the dressers, family pictures added to the dusty trophy collection. While Dad had a TV in the living room, he’d move a chair in the doorway and they’d watch together.

Due to health, Mom moved into a facility a couple years ago. Dad still watched that TV in her room.

Over the past 3 days, this room is now clear. The trophies that once were atop the tall dresser, put in a box and place at the curb. The pictures that were left will either go into their places or back to Boise with me. Each drawer packed full of my baby stuff, more pictures, more memories.

This room served as more of a meeting place than any other room in the house.

Thank you room. 

There is no custom code to display.

Blogs

A Day in the Life of Mike’s Newest Family Member

A Day in the Life of Mike’s Newest Family Member

My wife and I have a house with a huge back yard that has a koi pond and swimming pool. We’ve lived here and raised our 7 kids over the past 17 years. The kids have pretty much all moved out on their own and now it’s just us and our dog Bailey. That is…

Mom’s deviled eggs, and other Independence Day memories

Mom’s deviled eggs, and other Independence Day memories

My parents did a wonderful job of exposing me to as much art and culture as possible growing up. We didn’t picnic often, but when we did, we did it in style. Just a simple family of 3, Mom Dad and me, would go to Blossom Music Center every July 4th to see the Cleveland…

Mike’s Idaho 4th Of July Memories

Mike’s Idaho 4th Of July Memories

Whenever I think about Independence Day, my most vivid and favorite memories come from when I was a kid growing up here in Idaho and how our family celebrated the 4th of July every year. I grew up on the prairie in North Central Idaho near Grangeville. Every 4th of July our family began the…

Worthington BLOG: Being the Little Brother

Worthington BLOG: Being the Little Brother

When I was a kid, I often was invited to the movies with my older brothers. NOT ALWAYS, but on occasion, either my Mom bribed them or forced them to take little Ricky to the movies. It should not come as a surprise that my older brothers would take one of those opportunities to scare…