in my younger days, my family and I would frequently visit my great grandfather who lived in my mother's hometown. We'd visit for Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving, you name it. At the end of 2001, my mother, sister, and myself moved in with him while my father did some training for his work. At the time, my great grandfather's heath was not the best, and he passed away a few months after we moved in.
a few years after we moved away, my grandmother sold the family home. At first we were deviated, but soon came to the realization that it was unlikely any of us would return to live there. However, the memories we had in that place crawl across our minds every so often, and I frequently have dreams that I am in that house, or at least something that resembles it greatly.
it has been a dream of mine, or really a goal, to build a house using the design of the one I mentioned before. I don't care if I win the lottery or become massively in debt, but I want to build it. Of course, I would alter quite a bit of its original design, making it larger and perhaps adding another bathroom and maybe a balcony or two. The original house was built (I think) well over a century ago, so there would be a lot of updating to do.
there are a lot of things I would keep, like its stunning white exterior and the even flow of the interior. It makes me very excited to think that I could be in such a building again.
there are a few more things i'd have to keep in mind. First, where would I build it? Sure, if I was a millionaire, I could build it somewhere in this city where I currently live, but where else would be good? Where ever it is, it would have to be a place where pecan trees could thrive. The original house had a lot of pecan trees in the yard, meaning that we always had pecans to eat.
sigh, I really wish this was more obtainable, however, I am not nearly well off enough to obtain such a goal.
at least I can remember how it looks from memory. . .
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