Esther | Howick
“I would have to say it would be my parents and my family. I grew up in a very warm, loving relationship.
I’m the oldest of nine children, and my parents obviously loved kids, and we lived in a rural community, and had lots of freedom to just run around, climb trees, be outside a lot, and when we did go home at the end of the day, we were assured of lots of love and a good hearty meal, and lots of fun and jokes.
I guess it (feeling of love) would be back to the old saying about the warm fuzzies, but it’s an acceptance that you’re loved and cared for, no matter who you are. It’s that caring from other people around you, and you’re giving that care back. It’s an enjoyment of simple things. It’s acceptance for how things are, and a genuine care of people around us that makes us accept who they are, and where they’re from, and the readiness to listen to them, and vice versa.
Well, I met my husband, and yeah that was kind of a pretty happy time, and it was sharing with someone else, knowing they really cared about you, and that they were, they were willing to spend their whole life with you, and that you’re going to build your own little empire or little home of your very own. As my husband used to say back then, we’ll build a world of our own, which is from an old song, and then of course, out of that love comes the beautiful five kids that we had, and then that goes on and on, and you share it with your five kids, with their spouses, and with all the grandchildren. So, we’re surrounded by lots of it.”