tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post4996215806149089501..comments2023-10-31T04:33:30.335-06:00Comments on The Life of Bon: A home is just a home.bonbonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13580532603443802313noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-84162532646378733262014-01-01T12:52:14.722-07:002014-01-01T12:52:14.722-07:00I just found your blog and its so great! I feel li...I just found your blog and its so great! I feel like I have met you before... maybe because I was born in Price and lived there a few years (I was a baby so probably not)... anyway you just look really familiar to me for some reason. Thank you for sharing your sweet thoughts about your dad, and your husband. I even am joining up with your book club for January so that will be fun. Happy New Year. <br />www.apartmentnumberone.blogspot.comCaitlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17349485799425732206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-26310980988854654972013-12-20T20:27:17.639-07:002013-12-20T20:27:17.639-07:00Sorry about the loss - this is a great post.. I am...Sorry about the loss - this is a great post.. I am sure your memories will always remain alive in your heart and through photos.. You'll find another place to rejoice with your family though and at least you also have your ginger :) Have a great one Bonnie! -IvaAwesomelyOZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849681096434789896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-78799158988111046832013-12-20T19:18:01.722-07:002013-12-20T19:18:01.722-07:00I can definitely see how it would be tough to lose...I can definitely see how it would be tough to lose such an important piece of your family's history. The good news is, all those awesome memories can never be sold. :)Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03512817941338797138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-26282378797934882842013-12-20T10:53:13.683-07:002013-12-20T10:53:13.683-07:00Oh gosh, our family went through the same thing a ...Oh gosh, our family went through the same thing a few years ago. It sucked. But this year we found a rental cabin with a similar look, same bright red carpet, and when we showed up, it even smelled the same. It was such a trip back in time. I loved it.Amanda https://www.blogger.com/profile/04209398393216642296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-87869619985244655502013-12-20T05:23:39.908-07:002013-12-20T05:23:39.908-07:00I am so amazed that your dad and family built that...I am so amazed that your dad and family built that cabin themselves. Wow. It's beautiful. Hugs to you for having to let it go, but it will live on in memories and all these great pictures. That Loud Redheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01975412818556643713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-51272024794332342882013-12-19T22:54:45.627-07:002013-12-19T22:54:45.627-07:00I'm so sorry to hear about this loss. It is al...I'm so sorry to hear about this loss. It is always hard to know that a tradition is ending. A home really isn't just a home. It's part of who you are and how you became the person that you are! I know that when my parents move out of the house I grew up in, I will be very sad!Katie @ Chalk it up to Better Luckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17598617945241529320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-2393962540717887222013-12-19T19:41:26.355-07:002013-12-19T19:41:26.355-07:00Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis....Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis. Like my dad, jeans all the time. What a gorgeous place up there!Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15171880213578075846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-64079484658991408412013-12-19T19:40:41.085-07:002013-12-19T19:40:41.085-07:00Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis....Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis. Like my dad, jeans all the time. What a gorgeous place up there!Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15171880213578075846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-50974927406334899472013-12-19T19:40:20.317-07:002013-12-19T19:40:20.317-07:00Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis....Love how your dad is wearing jeans playing tennis. Like my dad, jeans all the time. What a gorgeous place up there!Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15171880213578075846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-21694658421825206792013-12-19T18:32:32.816-07:002013-12-19T18:32:32.816-07:00That's a beautiful cabin and this is a beautif...That's a beautiful cabin and this is a beautiful post. :)<br />P.S. You are one of the only bloggers that I have seen on a quad and a snowmobile!Janinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06503725719427995862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-62624472064796216142013-12-19T18:23:35.284-07:002013-12-19T18:23:35.284-07:00Beautiful postBeautiful postAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00715865008312133888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-64454278448139259232013-12-19T16:45:01.638-07:002013-12-19T16:45:01.638-07:00Aww, that cabin looks absolutely amazing. It must ...Aww, that cabin looks absolutely amazing. It must be hard to let go with so many amazing memories that you had in it :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-30195752282375809572013-12-19T13:52:20.242-07:002013-12-19T13:52:20.242-07:00I love everything about this post! Thank you for s...I love everything about this post! Thank you for sharing. kdanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13167682177418036485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-17176722045310663812013-12-19T11:44:49.552-07:002013-12-19T11:44:49.552-07:00Awh, Bonnie - my heart aches for you. I've alw...Awh, Bonnie - my heart aches for you. I've always thought that a house isn't just a house - that its walls hold many a memory and secret. But you're right. A house is just four walls - we are the ones that hold all that's dear to us. My freshman dorm, as dorky as it sounds, was one of the most important places to me - it stood constant as my friends and I grew up and as we shed our innocence, as we met some of our lifelong friends and had our hearts broken and laughed until we cried. I've gone back a couple of times and it's amazing how different it was and yet how it still seemed the same. Crazy how we humans hang on to such things, eh?<br /><br />Also - girl, you have fabulous hair! In all of the pictures, your hair has just been so constantly glossy and shiny and pretty!Carolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06720694596549999667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-5388719483549123232013-12-19T11:22:34.409-07:002013-12-19T11:22:34.409-07:00Wow, it looks like you have some AMAZING memories ...Wow, it looks like you have some AMAZING memories at the cabin to keep with you! I totally understand where you're coming from. My mother-in-law sold the house my husband grew up in last year. His dad was an architect and the house had been completely transformed from what it was when they bought it and was truly a work of art. He died suddenly, very young, and after a couple years (and the kids all being out of the house), it just became more than my MIL could handle. We completely understood, but were heartbroken at the same time. My husband and I had always envisioned buying it one day, but weren't in any position to do so already. While it was so hard to see it go, and it felt like we were losing a piece of his dad, we absolutely rely on the memories we have of him in that house and try to remember that those are what made that home what it was, not the structure itself. Doesn't mean it's still not hard, though :) <br /><br />Thinking of you - I'm sure it isn't easy to see the cabin go!Miss Jewellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18037019723080565946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-35791659070229513672013-12-19T10:40:43.615-07:002013-12-19T10:40:43.615-07:00Six months after my Dad passed we sold our house a...Six months after my Dad passed we sold our house and moved to a different state because my Mom wanted us to be near our family instead of across the country alone. I remember staring out of the back of our car as we drove away. That was the most painful thing because it seemed like my memories would fade if I didn't live in the house he lived in. His truck moved across country with us and years later my mom sold it because it needed too much work. Again I thought my memories of him lived in his truck. After a while I realized that the memories were in my heart. And if I thought long and hard enough I could see them in my mind's eye. I could see his face and the memories played out like a movie. They didn't leave with him, our house or his truck. <br /><br />You're a lucky lady to have such a large family to keep the memories alive. You can never forget a single memory of your father with so many people around to remind you. :) Yvonnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02842142172114439112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-3487262835934370032013-12-19T10:20:39.295-07:002013-12-19T10:20:39.295-07:00Such a beautiful cabin! You resemble your Dad so m...Such a beautiful cabin! You resemble your Dad so much! Such a sweet, sweet post. At least you still have those memories...that's what matters most! Audra Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09281205790713509888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-75722125425824800432013-12-19T08:45:50.133-07:002013-12-19T08:45:50.133-07:00This touched my heart. I don't have a close f...This touched my heart. I don't have a close family per say and i love reading stories like this that spill so much love and adoration and focus on family from words. It gives me hope for a future and what my own family can look like. Sending happy wishes your way and thanks so much sharing!Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09648240326827206956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-32853525281653153162013-12-19T08:39:52.620-07:002013-12-19T08:39:52.620-07:00Your posts about your dad always squeeze my heart,...Your posts about your dad always squeeze my heart, probably because my dad is 80 years old and not in good health. But something about this post in particular made my stomach flip more than usual. Sorry you have to say goodbye to another piece of your dad...but wow, what amazing happy memories you have.Samantha @ 24 to 30https://www.blogger.com/profile/17657627369870728739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-36453136881852713362013-12-19T08:32:08.403-07:002013-12-19T08:32:08.403-07:00Beautifully said, as always. We are in the process...Beautifully said, as always. We are in the process of selling my Grandma's house (and beach house) and I feel the same way. Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12615019893524085985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-33563551955866349712013-12-19T07:51:41.833-07:002013-12-19T07:51:41.833-07:00what a lovely cabin! i can totally feel what you m...what a lovely cabin! i can totally feel what you mean...it's like losing a piece of yourself. Letting go is always hard...but memories will last forever. <br />And WOW, you are a one BIG family :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-38752777344548109302013-12-19T07:38:14.378-07:002013-12-19T07:38:14.378-07:00Love all of the memories throughout the years. Wha...Love all of the memories throughout the years. What a special place and all of the beautiful memories and keepsakes you have from it. It is an absolutely beautiful place. Caitlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11700084140546285154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-64820737473349613962013-12-19T07:14:55.920-07:002013-12-19T07:14:55.920-07:00What a gorgeous cabin! You are most certainly rig...What a gorgeous cabin! You are most certainly right, its about the memories and you will forever have those in your heart. Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16248935374379919175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-80126125940201262852013-12-19T05:27:07.085-07:002013-12-19T05:27:07.085-07:00What a beautiful cabin and a beautiful heart you h...What a beautiful cabin and a beautiful heart you have Bon. I am always so thankful for the memories that are left behind even when the people we love or the places we love are no longer here. What a great childhood you must have had to have so many wonderful memories. Those are what matter most. Ashley Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07038944027700318259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22472965.post-74426875301281504772013-12-19T04:23:03.874-07:002013-12-19T04:23:03.874-07:00Such a beautiful post and what wonderful memories ...Such a beautiful post and what wonderful memories to treasure forever, nobody can touch those they are yours to cherish. I always dreamed of having a place like this when I was a kid, what a wonderful part of your life. You and your family are walking talking pieces of your pops and nothing will change that xCathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08537963046225763190noreply@blogger.com