Scented Candles
It was finally here, the night I could relax in my new home. I had moved in nearly a week earlier and now most of the boxes were put away and the furniture all in place. I lit some scented candles and sat on the couch looking into the fireplace.
I thought about the time it had taken to save up the money for my new home. I had worked hard as a waitress and an office assistant to take care of my kids and put money aside for a home we could call our own and here it was. They had run through the house all excited that day when I told them we weren't going to be renting it; it was ours. The storm wasn't a nuisance as I smelled the scented candles and glanced around the shadows imagining all the memories yet to come.
They were gone that Saturday evening as I sat in the living room. Off to skating rinks and sleepovers. I thought back over the years and how we had come so far and I had been blessed all along the way with the three coolest, brightest and yes, head-strong kids you could imagine. I didn't know that night that our new home would see many memories down the road...Super Bowl parties, a son saving a neighbor's dog he saw hit by a car, a soldier's surprise trip home from war, a daughter's first date. The scented candles were pleasantly enjoyed that Saturday night as I thought again to myself that the best was yet to come.
