Today we did some inventory work concerning the projects that need to be completed around our house. Then we looked up some homes on realtor.com and went out to look at other houses. I guess you could say we're a little overwhelmed. lol We didn't find anything we liked, so we decided to focus on what it would take to make this place "perfect" for us.
Our home is a work in progress. Steve and I sometimes refer to it as the money pit, but we always say it with love. There are things we love...but more things we want to fix up. We bought it knowing that it needed work, so we can't even claim ignorance or unfair surprise. And there's really nothing more satisfying than sitting in our living room, looking around, and knowing that we made it into the warm and welcome place it is now. But some days it is certainly a pleasant thought to imagine sitting in a home that's put together and decorated and ready to be lived in without work. Maybe without all the home improvement, doing the dishes wouldn't feel like such a chore.
But there is something about this place that makes it worth all the work. This is our first home. And this is a welcoming home. This is the home we brought our Sam home to. This is the home that has ghosts that entertained Sam when he was a baby. This is the home Steve and I dreamed our dreams in. This is the place we built our menagerie and found our love of animal rescue. And this is the home where Alex lived and died. I know it sounds strange, because I know I carry Alex's place of life and death with me wherever I go. But this house is the home where we dreamed the dreams for his life. I want this to be the home that welcomes another baby...someday.
I'm not sure I could leave any of that behind...or relocate it.
So I'm off to put in the last row of tile on the bathroom doorway...
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Your house sounds perfect, like the kind of place that people love to come to to just hang out with your family while you go about your daily business.
And it's nice that Alex has a house that you can link him to as a real and physical part of your family. KWIM?
What is the story with Sam's ghosts?
ooooh we have a ghost too! Ours doesn't really interact much, which is fine.
I picture your home as a big old farmhouse with lots of interior wood, a warm fireplace, a big kitchen, and just cozy and inviting.
I love your house and the beautiful yard. And you've made it a home, not only with your hard work, but with all the memories, both happy and sad.
I'm curious about the ghost, too.
Mel
I love ghosts. I had one in my dorm room in college. I made friends with it early on and lived there three years.
Now I'm singing, 'Our house... is a very very very fine house...' I'm not sentimental about houses I've lived in, but hey, nothing like a ghost to make a house a home. Sounds like you have them in more ways than one...
My parents still live in the house that I grew up in, so I've always kind of sentimental about where I live. It sounds like you've done a lot to make your house a home for you and your family, and knowing that Alex will always be a part of that house in some way must make it all that more special.
i've lived in so many houses i've never gotten attached, but i never want to leave this house because it's the place where i learned hans existed. it would be hard for me to ever consider redoing the bathroom, because i associate that room with that moment.
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