The Place I Call Home

The packing is done. The moving van is here. How do I say goodbye to a place like Malta? It's much more than a place really, it's a wonderful community, a way of life. It's all I've known for the past 14 years. It's been my home.

During my time in Malta I have given birth, graduated 3 children from high school, sent a son on a mission, married two daughters and became a grandmother. One rank of Eagle Scout was reached and two young women medallions earned. Ball games were won and lost, hearts were broken and mended. Two still born babies were laid in the ground. I was toilet papered, befriended, supported and loved.

The hours of service I have received from your hands are countless; endless. The meals laid on my table were made with compassion and received with gratitude. I have shared my worries and secrets; my hopes and my fears. And you were there for me always. Without fail. Every time.

So I won't say good bye. I'll tell you that I will see you again. You will always be my friends. I'll keep a little part of Malta in my heart when I go. There will be good people wherever I live, but none will be better than the people of Malta, Idaho.

 I love you all.