Home Skillet


Ever since Al passed I have seemed or felt at a loss. Ever feel like that? I see that I am improving on my hurting heart area, but still, there is a sense of I don’t know where I belong. People look at me strange when I say this, but it’s true.

So for the first time tonight I am trying something new. I am adding it to what I already do on WP. You know if you follow me that I have a Quotes, Music for the Soul, and my main here. I will add this only if I see that it goes over well. Don’t worry; I won’t make any decisions until after the new year. I will keep tabs on the likes and comments and then make that decision. Also, if you have any topic that you would like to see me post, comment to me please.

I am going to call this new idea;

Ask Home Skillet

It is a name given to me as of late. It sort of makes me wonder what it really means. It kind of grows on me, so let’s welcome Home Skillet to WordPress. This is how it will work. I will give a short story. It may be true or possibly made up. There will be a question directed to you and you will be responsible for answering it to the best of your ability. Whether the story or example is true or false, you give the answer according to your heart.

I will make a positive effort to do this  twice a week on Mondays and Fridays, and it will always be titled Home Skillet. Everyone understand? Alrighty then, let’s get started with our first story.

Dear Home Skillet

I am the oldest of three kids. I am almost 14 years old. My mom puts a lot of stuff on me to do at home, while my brother and sister lay around and watch TV. I don’t think that is fair. I have tried talking to mom about sharing the load, but she just pats me on the head and says she knows she can count on me. Home Skillet, what do you think of her answer?

Signed,

Frustrated

Alright friends and followers, it is your time to comment on this scene.

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