Family Life

Empty Nest Adventure

Somewhere around year thirty of our marriage, my husband asked me a question that seemed to come out of left field. “Would you live in a barndominium?” he said. “What’s a barndominium?” I responded.

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Seasons

It’s easy to become people who are working side by side for a common goal who cease to see each other face to face. We felt that at first. We both longed for the seasons that had come before and for the vibrant energy that filled the house when the kids were here.

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Pawpaw Kenney

My grandparents lived across Alabama Highway 51 from us. In those days a very young boy could take off on foot or on bicycle, cross the busy highway, and walk in unannounced to a kitchen that smelled like biscuits, gravy, and home away from home.

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