A deeply touching write about your parents and family life. Its always hard when a family depends on the crops , the sale of vegtables , live stock , ect to make ends meet and to exist.. The love was there tho and thats what really counted.. Thanks fro sharing a bit of your life with us....M

“I love you,” wasn’t a frequently used statement
But I sensed and felt its presence
In a hundred different ways,
As my mama and daddy strove to give
Me and my siblings the best they could.

This is so my family~thanks for this

Jeanette,
I would have loved to grow up this way. Thank you for sharing this glimpse of your past. Love and Hugs,
Sheila

God, this is so damn good. Great narrative and snapshot of your family life on the farm. Extremely well-written, Jeanette. Blessings, Michelle

A touching and beautiful write my friend that I too can relate to. Our family was strong farming survivors whom we knew loved each other but for the most part it was through and by expressions that we knew and could feel the strong love and bond that held us together. I recall seeing my mom turn away food to ensure that we had enough, also to be happy to have the heel from a loaf of bread to make toast from...a wonderful and warm write my friend, enjoyed. I've missed everyone much...all is well in Ky. just been overwhelmed with a few projects and a new school year. It's good to be home at the den...
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.

Jeanette, how I could relate...I always thought my Mother was the only one that claimed she liked the wing & the back to let her family have the choice pieces...oh, the love they had for us eventhough they didn't show it with hugs, I love you, or kisses. I can often remember Mother saying, "Dad, we have to pray for rain." I learned at a ripe age rain was important to a farmer. I loved this Jeanette, it brought back so many wonderful memories for me and I'm so glad you shared it today...I needed this.

A farmer knew love and what made it grow for water never utters a single word but is so full of life.

very well penned. The desperation of those days may very well return (hope not) but I fear, without the love you have expressed.

Love can truly be expressed in many other ways than words.

Wonderful message in this write; well done! BRAVA, Jeanette, and a Happy New Year to you; may it be your best year EVER!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D

I love you has been said so much, so often, the words seem to have lost their meaning. It's by actions that prove if it's really true: excellent message in these lines, Jeanette.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.