Here is where God has planted us.
Here is where our children call home
This place in the country.
Where frogs croak loud and stars shine bright on a clear, cool night.
Here is the only home they know. Or remember.
This place, that, my almost 14 year old says he knows like the back of his hand. Every tree. Every critter hole.
Here. Where we call home. Where, the day we moved in, I wondered what we had done by following His lead.
Here. Where our family legacy will live on.