I've always had an attraction to certain houses. Sometimes it was a great old farmhouse surrounded by lots of trees & land, or a small house perched high on a hill with a big front porch, sometimes even an old falling down Victorian that I dreamed of owning as a child.
Some houses just hold special meaning.
Having moved around a bit I've found some houses meaning more to me than others.
Of course, one of those houses was the little block house I grew up in,
and then there is my Grandparents house I spent a lot of fun times there,
& the house I was at with my kids the most while they were growing up. We spent about 10 years there, before we had to sell it. We had many good times there. Lots of memories.
I can't say any of them were all that outstanding in appearance.
Never really mattered if they were brick or stone, fancy or not.
Just some held on to me longer than others.
I do believe that is why some houses become homes & are forever planted in our hearts,
they become alive to me. I don't know if that is a normal thing or not. To love a house & feel it is alive. But, I realized this trait must be hereditary when my little grandson Jake, who is two; says goodbye to everyone when leaving & he has started including saying goodbye to the the house.
“Good-Bye Grammie's House”, He said. It's so very sweet.
Houses, or I guess I should say Homes; become just as much a part of us as the people & precious memories of times spent there. I am thankful I've had several real homes that have stuck with me through my life. Still feels like home when I go there, filled with so much love.
~KellyRae
July 2012
(Photo is of my house I grew up in my niece Jessie took.)
"A House is more than paint & walls, ceilings & floors;
a house is a history of all those people it has sheltered &
when we move away we leave behind us the persons we were then.
The prints of our fingers on a door frame, the marks on a floor
we walked, the whisper of our voices, & all those things that were done & said."
~Earl Hamner Jr.
