Stream of Consciousness July 22, 2017: Sealing/Ceiling
Many years ago not long after I was married my mom became ill with cancer. She was unable to stay home by herself when dad was working, so she came to live with us. We put a second floor onto our house so mom was able to have her own little place with us.
Gary and I had the shell, ceilings and plumbing done for us, but we finished everything else ourselves. I learned more about construction than I ever wanted to know. I learned how to build, spackle, paint and seal walls. We installed doors. We laid carpet and tile. It was quite the learning experience.
When we were finished, it looked like we had actually known what we were doing. My dad had had a construction business at one time and he spent many hours teaching Gary and I what we needed to know.
After mom passed away, we began working on the downstairs because at that point we had seven bedrooms and we didn’t need that many. The first thing we did was to convert the original living room into a large dining room. Then we renovated our kitchen, downstairs bathroom and opened up the three downstairs bedrooms into one large family room. We took more walls down and moved them then there was originally in the house. By the time we were done with the house, it looked nothing like it started out.
After the kids moved out to go to college, I had a fall which led to complications and I was no longer able to use the stairs. I was forced to live in the family room for a couple of years. As time went on the cold weather also became a problem for me. So, the decision was made to pack up, sell the house and move to a warmer climate with a more practical house.
We lived in that house for twenty seven years. We raised our family in that house. Our home was the gathering place for all of the kids. I never thought I would leave our home and it saddened me that we had to. I was afraid I would lose all of my memories when I left my home. Then I realized that memories don’t reside in things located in a specific geography. They live in your heart. They travel with you and keep you feeling safe and warm no matter where you go. They are sealed in your past, present and future.
Wanda
So true that our memories never leave us. I would have loved to see the before and after of your home projects. It sounds like you did a wonderful job in making that house your home. Sorry you had to move away, but I imagine your current home and climate has made you feel much better.
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Maybe when I return home I will dig out the before and after pictures and post them. Yes, I love where I am living now. God has His plan fro all of us so I trust that I am right where I belong. 🙂
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Beautiful memories! Yes, it’s good to not be saddled with a large house to maintain. The kids can come visit you in your new place! We are in the opposite part of our lives. We’ve been trying to get a house and more space forever! It’s finally happening this Fall. Then, I’m sure in about 10 years, we’ll probably down size once the kids are off on their own. At that point, we’ll probably not want stairs either. And just think, someone else is going to really enjoy your previous home. If that house could talk!
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Yes, a place for them to make memories in. Good luck in your new home and enjoy every minute you spend in it.
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