Well it has been 8 years since Troy and I moved to Charlotte. It has been an amazing 8 years to say the least! While we were in Richmond at MiMi’s funeral, we had to make a few stops.
This is a picture of the house MiMi and PaPa raised Troy in. This is also the house where Troy and I would eat Sunday lunch with them. Yep, this is the place where the yeast rolls came out of the oven then went right into my mouth! I have such great memories of MiMi’s house! It was always filled with love and the smell of her cooking. That front right window was the window PaPa would always stare out of. He would wait for our car to pull in the driveway and meet us at the door.
This picture is very special for two reasons. This is the place where Troy first told me he loved me. A few years later it was the place he asked me to marry him. I had no idea he was going to take me there and show me that spot. It made my day. To be loved like that is just so incredible to me. He told me he wasn’t sure if it was possible but he just might love me too much! I had no words to respond. I still don’t. I just know I love him with all my heart!
In this picture our son, Colby, is either mocking us or being sentimental. I think it is probably not the latter of the two. Either way it was fun!