Today’s Slice is inspired by Cynthia Rylant’s book Let’s Go Home: The Wonderful Things About a House, which I read to my students today.
While I lived with my parents there were many times when I felt that the house was just too small for all of us, but now when I go back to visit, it seems like it is too big for them. I love being on my own, but I do miss the warmth and comfort of my parents’ house.
When I lived with my parents, the living room was my favorite spot in the whole house. My family was very close, and we spent a lot of time together in the in living room. I have so many memories from my parents’ living room, memories that I will always look back on fondly.
The living room is where we spent Saturday nights eating take out from Hog Wild and watching the must see movie of the week.
The living room on Christmas morning is where the four of us would exchange gifts in front of the 10 foot Christmas tree and the crackling fire.
The living room is where my dad would blast Dean Martin and Elvis Presley while cooking Sunday breakfast.
The living room was where we spent weeknights watching TV and reliving our days, the good and the bad.
The living room is where my mom would host family parties, everyone seated in various chairs, catching up, and sharing laughs.
The living room was where I would curl up on the couch with my favorite blanket and read a ‘can’t put it down’ book until the late hours.
The living room is where I would put on my comedy routines for my family, and do whatever it would take to make them laugh.
The living room is where I felt the safest, surrounded by those who loved me unconditionally, my family, my everything.
Learning Through Living 
I really relate to this post. My parents’ living room was our meeting place. One of my favorite memories was that my parents cleared the living room and turn on the record player and taught us to dance. AYE!!!! I really loved that! Thank you for sharing.
Your post had me reflecting on my childhood, and thinking about which room my children would say is their favorite.
This is wonderful. My parents lost the home we grew up in in a tornado, so I find myself often replaying memories from that house to keep them solidified in my mind. I think places are so important to history and family. I loved reading all your recollections! Great use of mentor text, too!
I really enjoyed reading your slice and it prompted me to think about my favorite room (I’m still debating between the kitchen and the den). I loved all of the great details that you provided. Thank you for sharing this slice:)
I loved how you focused on one room. Interesting! Your piece makes me look forward to being at my parents’ home next week.
What a wonderful inspiration (i.e., Cynthia Rylant) for this piece of writing. Thanks for opening up your wonderful living room to us.