if these walls could speak

This is the house we bought seven and a half years ago. We were childless, untried. In a sense, we were just starting out - even though we had been married for five years. But oh, the memories which have filled these spaces since that March day in 2002....

Special dinners, quiet lunches. A baby's first spoon foods, a toddler's selective eating. Laughter, nonsensical jokes, company, tears, love.

A son was brought home here, two days old. Later, two more sons were born in this very room. They made their way into this world, and blinked around with their new eyes.

Tender moments. Babies sleeping in the bassinet near my bed. Learning to parent, learning about life. Joy, grief, mourning turned to dancing.

Sleepy times, lullabies. Croupy nights. Stories and disastrous diapers.

Fort-building. Legos. Music, dancing. Fighting, tickling.

First forays into real cooking. The smell of chicken roasting, and of almonds drying. Success, failures, nourishment. My domain.

This place has been so good to us. It holds countless memories, which I will keep, forever, in my heart. So much has happened here , moments come and gone.

I am thankful that our first house was a true home.



If These Walls Could Speak
(as performed by Amy Grant)

If these old walls,
If these old walls could speak
Of the things that they remember well,
Stories and faces dearly held,
A couple in love
Livin’ week to week,
Rooms full of laughter,
If these walls could speak.

If these old halls,
If hallowed halls could talk,
These would have a tale to tell
Of sun goin’ down and dinner bell,
And children playing at hide and seek
from floor to rafter,
If these halls could speak.

They would tell you that I’m sorry
For bein’ cold and blind and weak.
They would tell you that it’s only
That I have a stubborn streak,

If these walls could speak.
If these old fashioned window panes were eyes,
I guess they would have seen it all--
Each little tear and sigh and footfall,
And every dream that we came to seek
Or followed after,
If these walls could speak.

They would tell you that I owe you
More than I could ever pay.
Here’s someone who really loves you;
Don’t ever go away.
That’s what these walls would say.

They would tell you that I owe you
More than I could ever pay.
Here’s someone who really loves you;
Don’t ever go away.
That’s what these walls would say.

That’s what these walls would say.

That’s what these walls would say.