Last Friday Ivan and I went with my Dad and his sisters to the house they grew up in. This house was built by/for my family in 1852 and was passed down through the generations until my Grandpa sold it in 1981.
It was really special to be able to see the house that my Dad's family lived in for generations. I loved hearing my Dad and his sisters reminisce about different rooms in the house and little details they remembered. I am so happy that I tagged along for this little adventure.
Do you have any 'family homes' that are still in your family?
aw, elycia! this is so sweet! I just love the little kitchen part :) actually, I do have a house that has been in my family for a long time. it's now my grandparent's house, but before that, my grandma's dad build it when he came back from the war. isn't that just so cool? and my mum and her brother lived there their whole lives, too! :)ReplyDelete
What a beautiful house! Seriously... I love those tiles and scallops as well, but what was the nook for? Whats the metal in the center? (Am i being totally ignorant? haha!) This sounds like it was such a fun and interesting little trip. :)ReplyDelete
Such a pretty house! My grandfather lived in the house he was born in till he was 80, but he had to sell it when he couldn't take care of himself anymore. It had stained glass windows and a huge garden with fruit trees where he kept bees. I'm still sad no one in the family could buy it... But I have some pretty great memories of it!ReplyDelete
That house truly looks amazing! And that looks like a little pathway going out to the garden...and the terrariums!ReplyDelete
My great-grandmother was a single mom who ran a "hotel" for lonely sailors in Norfolk, VA. Kinda sad it's not still in the family. Now three incredibly wealthy, beautiful, eccentric triplet sisters (27 years old) live there together with all their cats. It seems like something out of a book...ReplyDelete
I grew up in a house in middle-oh-nowhere Ohio that was part of the underground railroad. There was a crawling path that led from under the front porch to a secret room in the basement. You could also access the path by lifting up the slate in front of the fireplace. When I was little, I always thought I could see skulls in the secret room. We moved out of the house when I was 13, but it still haunts my dreams. I found out it had been foreclosed on, so my little sister and I broke into it in the dead of winter (it was totally open and unlocked). The people that had been living there let it fall apart. It was so sad to see such an interesting house in shambles.ReplyDelete
That house is amazing!! A little sad that it is no longer in the family.... but that's great that the family living there now let you come over and take a peek. The house my grandparents live in hasn't been in the family that long but it is where I grew up and holds a very special place in my heart. I hope it will always remain in the family... the thought of others living there makes me very nervous. Sea MarieReplyDelete
What an adorable house!ReplyDelete
I just love old houses such as that one. There's so much history to them. My boyfriend's grandparents lived in the cutest little brick house. It's no longer in the family, either. But the new owners have torn it to pieces. It breaks my heart!
It's nice to see how lovely your dad's old house still looks.
love the terrariums! i keep imagining a shelf of them in my dining roomReplyDelete
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That place looks so wonderful...that was so nice of them to let you come in for a look. <3ReplyDelete
What a gorgeous little home! My family is military, so we don't really have anything like that. We all are a migrating people. I do remember the house my grandparents had throughout most of my childhood, though, and the old camper. Both are gone now. And occasionally I've gone back to visit houses in other states I lived in for a two-year span of my life. They are usually far from what I recall, but it's kinda nice when the new owners are willing to open their doors to let you walk down memory lane!ReplyDelete
This is so so cool! What a neat thing to have a family home. It's nice that the new family let you guys visit it. I love the brick work and the fun colors in the kitchen.ReplyDelete
What a cool trip! :) my family and I did a similar thing, visiting the house where my grandad grew up with a bunch of family members. It was so cool listening to their stories about living there too :)ReplyDelete
Elycia...it's absolutely beautiful! How cool were your family??!! It is a shame it's not in the family anymore :( Does your Dad wish it was still theirs?ReplyDelete
absolutely gorgeous!! <3 this bit of your historyReplyDelete
I love this house!!! This is seriously my dream house. I have to admit, I'm jealous that this was in your family for so long! <3ReplyDelete
Ohmygosh, it's beautiful!! I wish we had a little treasure like this in our family. :)ReplyDelete
i love the kitchen. beautiful!ReplyDelete
What a pretty little brick house! Love it! My dream house one day is a brick one. I think because I grew up in neighborhoods (still do) where the plastic siding is overused. Bleh.ReplyDelete
The garden is awesome!
What an amazing looking house! My grandma still lives in the same house that she's lived in since she got married. It's nowhere near as cool as the one you featured but my cousin and I used to love getting dressed up in all her old clothes and running around through the big old pine trees and then out through the soy bean fields!ReplyDelete