I named my blog "Bread Krumz" because I just wanted to share a little of my thoughts and experiences. However, lately I've been wanting to share the WHOLE loaf!!! But even in eating real bread (whole loaf - 20 slices) - plain with nothing else can be boring and I don't want to type a lot of things and have you not read or appreciate what is here. I want to take two slices, add meat and spices so your reading my blog will be a pleasure. So here goes and I apologize now if I cannot contain myself and I stray away with what I want to do.
I believe Tennessee was in my blood before I was born. Growing up and travelling through Tenn. to Florida was always an experience. Blue Ridge Mountains, fresh air, mountain roads (this was scary as Dad was a fast driver even in the two lane mountains!) and everything that goes with this state I loved at an early age. I remember vacations to Lookout Mountain, Fat Man's Squeeze, Gatlinburg and more. The summer before I was married Dad and Mom took me to Gatlinburg and there were two days that we spent the night in the mountains. The curvy roads up and down were unrelenting to my Mom and speeding down with a truck on your tail with a huge drop off on the side to the bottom of the mountain was wearing on me as well. We threatened him with his life (yeah, sure) and he found a hotel wedged in the mountain, surrounded by trees and away from traffic. Swimming in the pool was pleasant and the night was cool and the mosquitoes large, but I loved it. The morning was even more memorable. The scenery is something I remember to this very day. Swimming as the fog lifted from the trees and hearing the morning sounds of the forest were worth the freezing water. Breakfast in a small diner cannot be compared to the places today. Real food was served by real Southern belles, most of which had teeth and called Dad "Honey".
Years after, our whole family had the opportunity to rent a very large cabin to hold all four families. It was straight up a hill and overlooked other mountains and the town below. It rebirthed in me the love for this type of beauty not to mention the memorable double rainbow!
What do you do with this type of love...well, this isn't the answer for everyone, but we moved to Tennessee just last year, December, 2012. It took us awhile to get here and it truly seems surreal that me, a person who doesn't travel but every once in a while, who only knows a daughter and family has "moved" to this state! Yes, it was hard leaving family and all those I know to start on a new adventure but at this time in my life, I need an adventure - a safe one. I know those who think of an adventure as an adrenalin-racing experience between life and death, but not me. Safe is the key word - I go out of my way where before in my younger life, the darings to climb the tree higher, swing on a poison ivy covered vine the farthest (yes, covered my face!), go into a noted "spooky" house where rumors of murder was there and so it goes. Adventure doesn't always mean breathtaking, heart pumping, passing out - it means something new you have not experienced before and the path it takes you down.
My husband shares this adventure with me and as he is overseeing the final part of our home he is creating a very special place for me to be creative - a sewing room! He has seen me make a sewing room from two existing basements. The first one was just big enough for a desk, the second one was half the basement where it was cool in the summer and freezing in the winter, but it was my space. Now I have the privilege of going toward Heaven in the Bonus Room where it is much hotter (why?) and in a space where walls, paint and carpet will be put up by someone who loves me. He knows this part of my dreams and what I want to do to bless others and perhaps make some money. This to me is "adventure".
None of this could have been done if our many prayers, blessings, etc. weren't orchestrated by God, our Father. In my next blog, I will love to tell you this journey - it was one I have never experienced before. Or, perhaps I just wasn't looking.
Thank you for reading my blog, it was fun remembering and sharing with you.Beth
