Tuesday, February 27, 2024

The Tuesday 4...

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The Music of Home

Hello again! You are very welcome here at Toni Taddeo's Tuesday 4.
From the play Greenwillow comes the song The Music of Home:

Tis the music of home
The music of home
Full of wonder as angel song
All the music of home
Thе music of home
Singing, "Home is wherе I
Belong"

There is a music to home.. let's talk about the music in your home.




1. Was home always your safe place?  Yes.  Or did it leave a lot to be desired?  What would improve the music in your home today? I was blessed to have a great family growing up.  I had a pretty bad first marriage, then an amazing life with my best friend and husband of almost 36 years.  The "music" in our home was calming, fun, and loving.  That timbre remains, praise God.

2. Do you like coming home at the end of a day?  Absolutely  How about when you were a kid?  Home was always a safe haven full of life and love.

3. What is the music of your home?  I answered that in #1.  How would you describe life in your home growing up... in the middle of your life and right now?  Again, see #1.  Is there a song that might fit your home? Anything but filthy rap, heavy metal, or opera...  

4. Like a symphony, home has it's ups and downs as the picture to the side illustrates.  What are your home's best ups and worst downs?   (Stories of happy times, busted water heaters, goofy things that have happened, etc.)  Ups are location, good friends, and easy care.  Worst has been my leaky carport roof, which seems to finally be repaired.  Goofy... the opossum that was injured on the road behind my house and made his way under my home to die.  His presence was quite noticeable for three days or so.  I couldn't afford the $600 that was quoted to remove it for me.  It's fine. His ghost hasn't bothered us.

PS... these questions seem a bit strange to me and perhaps I just didn't get them as they were intended.


Peace and Hugs!

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord...

8 comments:

  1. I agree, it's hard to know what they mean here. I would answer like you did though, and the music of my home would be like yours. What a blessing to grow up in a home like that and to have it today. We don't have an opossum story, but there was a squirrel who went down a vent pipe with similar results. :(
    Great verse for this one!

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  2. The questions were an idea that I found hard to express really. But I think you answered them just fine!

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  3. I think we were both immeasurably blessed to grow up in the homes we did. And you hit the lottery with Joe! Our girls discovered 'something' under the tractor shed out back -- judging from the holes in the yard, I suspect an armadillo. Just hope it's biding it's time there and doesn't plan on staying.

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  4. I have great memories of my childhood that I wouldn't trade for anything. I'm so blessed, too, that God brought Danny and me together - a truly happy marriage!
    Blessings, Terri!

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  5. I enjoyed your answers. I too had a great family and home to grow up. I often wonder how I was blessed to have been chosen to be part of our family and to live in the USA. I am so thankful.

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  6. You did just fine. I always overthink these things and try to write a book, but that's just me. I really tried to keep it short, I promise. LOL. But I love your love story with Joe...those are such happy and precious memories. I can imagine the music of your home together was very sweet. Glad the possum gave up the ghost and doesn't bother you anymore. He is in possum heaven, where all goofy possums go eventually. LOL. Take care my friend.

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  7. I loved your answers. Yikes...$600...I'd just pay some kid $20 to crawl under and get it...haha.The questions were a bit different and I wasn't sure how transparent to be..lol

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  8. Oh Goodness! I imagine that critter under the house was very smelly! When our twins were infants, a bird got between the lining of the chimney and the chimney . . .and died and the smell was unbelievable.

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