When we were debating whether or not we wanted to move houses, I knew I was making some decisions based on the heart, not just the mind. I had always said that I would be emotionally attached to this house, no matter what our decision – we built it, we came home as a married couple to it, we brought both of our babies home to it. It’s funny how a house really becomes a home.
When we decided to stay, it felt right. I knew we made the right decision (and we will be working hard to make it even more functional for us). My emotional side relaxed a little, and while a new, bigger, different home is always exciting, sometimes I don’t need excitement.
One of the things I’m most attached to in the house is the door frame where we’ve measured the kids. It’s been sporadic but we mark their height every 6 months or so. It’s more for fun than anything, but those markings mean something to me. (And as I type this, it reminds me that it’s time to do it again). Those markings tell a story, of growth and love.
Do you remember that commercial (for a bank I think) where the couple had one of those and bought a new house and the husband moved the piece of wood to the new house? I seriously thought I would do that if we moved.
But now, it stays, ready for more markings, symbolizing memories that his home continues to gather for us.
Do you have something like this? Are you attached to certain things in your home too?
