I got thinking, not about the actual look and location of the house, but that on the inside and the feeling therein. I just want a home where my family and husband can feel the love from one another. I want a house with enough room where we have our space but little enough to where I can walk to my kids room and tell them I love them each night.
I want a kitchen that I can teach my kids how to "properly" cut a melon. I want a kitchen where I can have a food fight and not stress about the mess but laugh so hard with my kids the flour on our faces have tear streaks.
I want a dining room where we can gather not for every meal, but one dinner once a week where we can play "Peak and Pit." I want a dining room where my kids cringe at some of my burnt cooking, but love me enough to eat it anyways.
I'm not perfect and I know my kids won't be. Because of the curse my mother put on me : "I hope you have kids just like you." I want a room where we can gather as a family and just relax and talk with each other, no matter how much one has upset red another.
I want a room in which I can have a piano, and any instrument my kids wish to play. I want to have my kids gathered round me as I play and they sing.
I want a big enough yard to watch my kids and husband play. To see them running around, playing catch, learning how to hit, playing with the dog...and smiling ear to ear.
I want house that my kids want to bring their friends to. To spend the night, to do homework, to just "chill" and whatnot.
I want more than anything, a home where no matter what has been said or done, my kids and husband know I love them. I want my house to be filled with so much love that there's a setting on a thermostat you can't change.
Wow, no matter how much you hear me say I don't want kids, I guess you could say I do. It only takes this one exercise to really make you smile and think about the future and what it COULD hold.
•MelFlo•
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