tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post2477878427815063566..comments2022-10-29T08:18:24.398-05:00Comments on The Campbell Chronicles: HomeCampbell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00868441381105426663noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-24574191103665447352007-09-23T16:58:00.000-05:002007-09-23T16:58:00.000-05:00I'm so glad you have reached this point. You have ...I'm so glad you have reached this point. You have been through so much...I pray this home will be a place of much joy and peace.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04053667800441739156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-11286953070625318952007-09-22T23:07:00.000-05:002007-09-22T23:07:00.000-05:00Just wait till you buy your own place. It's been a...Just wait till you buy your own place. It's been almost a year since Joe and I bought ours and it feels like home, but it still boggles the mind that it's ours (well, ours and the Bank's :) I'm glad you've settled in. AS much as it is fun to travel, it's gotta be nice to be in one place long enough to put down a few roots.Maridy Carpenterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03768787590649353431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-16441576359362508342007-09-19T11:35:00.000-05:002007-09-19T11:35:00.000-05:00I'm glad you guys finally made it! Hope you'll be ...I'm glad you guys finally made it! Hope you'll be visiting us at church soon!Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16347224376045340647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-15662188850003873822007-09-19T09:30:00.000-05:002007-09-19T09:30:00.000-05:00Oh yes, Laura. Home is the four walls within whic...Oh yes, Laura. Home is the four walls within which your family comes together. It's not so much a certain city, state or even country (there's a whole bunch of people who dont' understand that!) as it is a place of the heart. We are so grateful that you and Rusty and Alex are a family. MomDianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11461889495375358438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-24945373313115235122007-09-17T12:06:00.000-05:002007-09-17T12:06:00.000-05:00I'm sooo glad for you guys!! I know it's been a l...I'm sooo glad for you guys!! I know it's been a long transition. <BR/>JulieJoshua and Julie Marcumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13920971668495998372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-76509442197294759792007-09-17T11:49:00.000-05:002007-09-17T11:49:00.000-05:00I can relate too, now that I have my stuff out of ...I can relate too, now that I have my stuff out of storage, and accumulated more stuff/furniture from another death in the family. Only difference is that it's not really mine when someone else owns it. Not sure i'm used to calling this my home. For so many years and out of habit it's been, "my mom's house". The boys call it home, and it's the only real stable home they've had in the last 10 years. Yes I call it home, but it's different now. I still feel like it's my mom's house, and I don't feel that I have the freedom to call it my house when my brother owns it. Yes it's my things in the house and outside the house minus the left over chemicals and paint that have been collected through the centuries, and the MAHHOOCH err the Suburban. When those are gone though, i'll just have a little more space. Soon as I can get a renter downstairs i'll feel like it's a boarding house. I like the feel of being in a place to call home, and having a roof over the boys and my heads for now, and yes i call it home, but I still call it my mom's house. It felt more like home with my brother here, and my sissy-in-law, and more importantly the pitter pat of little feet from myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy nephewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.... I can say that that pitter pat part cause i was living downstairs when they was here and that all you could hear was who was walking upstairs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-91922176057692254582007-09-16T22:20:00.000-05:002007-09-16T22:20:00.000-05:00I read this post and then thought to myself I can ...I read this post and then thought to myself I can totally relate. Nicole's words as well I see. We are in transition right now as Drew is looking for a ministry position somewhere. I am beginning to think of how nice it will be to be in a place of our own again. Just like you said our parents have been so loving and nice but everyone just needs a space to call their own. So glad to see you guys are doing well.Drew Custerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10200333740587479017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-68913523501472054722007-09-15T16:27:00.000-05:002007-09-15T16:27:00.000-05:00Yep, I know exactly what you mean... it doesn't ma...Yep, I know exactly what you mean... it doesn't matter what the home looks like. When it's your own, with your own stuff - that is home. I am glad you feel at home finally.<BR/>JeriPNG Fordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15124909300346276059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560654.post-18949559523798282092007-09-15T10:46:00.000-05:002007-09-15T10:46:00.000-05:00I can totally relate - when we left Japan and trav...I can totally relate - when we left Japan and traveled from Aug until Jan - I didn't care WHAT those apartments looked like. It was OURS and that was all that mattered! I really thrive being in my own place with our own routine . . . it is a sweet thing. I am glad you are feeling at home there (and in one of the places that comes to MY mind when I think of home! How ironic!) -- Love you - NicoleJasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12255009211179567943noreply@blogger.com