It’s hard to believe that we have lived in our home, on the farm for seven years now. My husband spent a good year and a half building it. It’s a simple home with no basement, custom kitchen cabinets, hardwood floors, carpet, and tile. The front porch is one of my favorite places and the back deck isn’t used nearly enough by humans. It’s basically, Charlie, the farm dog’s big house. Most of the time.
In the seven years that have passed a few things have changed, both in our family but not as much in the actual structure.
- One child moved out.
- Two children got married.
- Four grandchildren joined the family.
- Trees have been planted in the yard, and a few have not weathered the Kansas wind.
- Two of our parents have passed away.
- Baby toys have been packed up and placed in the attic and taken back out for grandbabies.
- Extended family gatherings makes it so every main room in the house is full.
- Farm dog Charlie adventures have filled the yard and surrounding area.
- Sunrises and sunsets too beautiful to forget and too many to count.
- The kiddo created memories with cardboard boxes, Lego building, and just by being here.
- The path that our 18 month old headed down to grandma’s house all alone seven years ago has been trekked many times since. A direct path to love – in the form of dried apricots, Juicy Fruit gum, chicken noodle soup, cookies, or sheet-cakes made from scratch.
- Countless evenings where each of my popcorn-loving roomates sat on the couch munching away whilewatching Netflix.
- Dinner parties have been had and playdates with friends between the walls to strengthen relationships.
- Books, Barbies, and Legos have been strung all over the house.
- Crying and yelling have been heard between the walls. Kisses and hugs as well.
- A boot wearing, shorts loving toddler grew up to a flip-flop wearing, still shorts loving little girl.
- Craft rooms and toy rooms have changed locations a few times.
- The play set has been many things in the imaginations of all the kiddos who have been here.
- Many types of music have been heard, laughter as well, throughout the structure we call home.
- The extended view from the kitchen window changes, depending on the time of year, and what crop the farmer decided to plant.
- Dancing and cooking in the kitchen are common occurrences, music and food are always better together!
But my favorite part of this house is the solid wood table when it’s completely extended and my children and grandchildren are sitting around it.
I even love it when it’s just the three of us at supper, each night with our youngest in the middle. Sharing the day and hearing about her school day. When friends or our landlords gather annually the laughter and stories are delightful and it makes me wonder why I don’t entertain more often. What happens at that table, that’s what’s important to me.
When we are old and gray, when it’s hard to get around, I hope we’ve filled this house with enough memories. Enough memories so that we are able to stand in any one of the three rooms that surround that table and it brings a smile to our faces and warmth to our hearts.
The house we built is made of wood, paint, shingles, and many other things but best of all, it is a place for creating a lifetime together.
Here’s to many more years to come.
Until next time,