Ladybugs…thanks for joining me for this month’s Where Bloggers Live 03.2022: My Dream Home. This month, the gals and I are sharing our dream homes with you. So far this year, we’ve given you a look at our ‘rides’ in January and our furry fam in February. Each month our fearless leader Bettye comes up with a prompt that makes me think. And usually has me traveling down Memory Lane in the process. Today’s post is no exception.
WHERE BLOGGERS LIVE 03.2022
In my childhood, I only had 4 homes. One I don’t remember at all – the student-housing apartment I went home to right after I was born. Only lived there a short time and then my parents bought their first home. I only remember bits and pieces of it from the few photos and home movies I’ve seen.
When I was 4, we moved from that starter home in Buffalo to a duplex in Boston. The duplex was old. Didn’t look anything like it does in these pictures. Just looked it up on Zillow to see how old…built in 1923.
It was built on a hill and had 5 stories; 2 levels of basement, our bottom floor which was bedrooms, our main floor which was also the main floor for the landlord’s apartment, and the landlord’s upstairs level. We lived there for 6 years. My room was brown. Cold. And not at all pretty. I longed for a pretty house. And a house that we didn’t share with the principal of my school. My mom told me someday we would have a pretty house. Someday.
That someday took 6 years to come to fruition when we moved to Memphis. My parents bought this 6-bedroom house on a dead-end road that backed onto pasture, a barn and 2 ponds. I had a pretty bedroom with a pretty blue and pink floral bedspread and dormers. And carpeting. Central air and heat. No more radiators. It was my dream house for many years. Until I was an adult, out on my own.
My Dream Home
I lived in a lot of crummy and crummier apartments as a young adult, Army wife and a young mother. Finally, when I was 33 years old, I bought my own dream house. This 1,350 square foot, 4-bedroom home. Actually, had it built. Got to pick the lot, the floor plan, the colors. Raised my daughters here. But then this dream ended.
Since 2008, I have been married to my Prince Charming. We have a far nicer home than the little house where the girls and I lived. Four bedrooms, 3 baths, formal living and dining rooms, den, kitchen and loft. I love our home. And I have shared a lot of it with you in this Where Bloggers Live series.
When I was growing up, I dreamed of living in a log cabin, or an old Victorian home. Then a farmhouse. Last but not least, a park ranger’s lookout home. But I have discovered something in thinking about and planning for this post.
My dream home isn’t a structure. It is wherever Paul is. He is my dream home. Our life together is my dream home. The 4 walls of this address or any address filled with the laughter and love that is our relationship. And the love we have for family. Our kitties. Our memories. And the hopes and dreams we have for the future.
When I was an Army wife, I made a cross stitch picture that said, “Home is where the Army sends you.” Kind of like ‘home is where the heart is.’ Or my (dream) home is where my Prince Charming, my Paully Wog, my Paul Clingan is.
The Where Bloggers Live series is kind of like HGTV’s “Celebrities at Home,” but…with bloggers! These posts have been some of my most popular. And they are fun to write!! The creator of this series, Bettye from Fashion Schlub has put together a list of fun themes for Where Bloggers Live in 2022. And we have a brand-new member to the group, Sally who blogs at Within a World of My Own. She will be joining us for the April edition. I am looking forward to getting to know Sally, her ride, her pets, and her junk drawer!!
How would you describe your dream home? Is it a place or a more of a feeling? Hope you will join me in visiting the blogs of my Where Bloggers Live buddies to check out their dream homes.
Thank you, dear ones, for popping in today. What’s on the docket for your weekend? I will be picking up Brennyn, Cady and Declan at the airport bright and early Friday morning. And this weekend I will have all of my most precious loves – with the exception of Mustafa – under the roof of my house…making it a dream home indeed. I am a lucky girl.
Hugs and kisses,