Monday, September 9, 2013

How a room can bring back Memories

Growing up, we lived in the same house until I was about 13 years old, so I can pretty much picture every room in my house and I have a few special ones.

My bed room- it was never matchy, matchy or fancy, it was always just fun and my mom pretty much let me rock whatever style I wanted. It was my space, I used to build forts with my sheets and enclose my TV in there (LOL) and me and my dog use to have slumber parties. It was a room I have only good memories in.

Then there was our family room, the space where we all hung out, where I played with my barbies behind the couch and the family sat and enjoyed each other.

Lastly, there was our downstairs basement room/office where we had a pull out sofa. This was me and my dad's "pent house". Whenever my Grandma would visit throughout the year, we would camp out down there together, because she snored so loud and she would sleep in my room. I was a huge daddy's girl so this is still a very special memory for me.

I love thinking about the rooms I grew up in and hope that my children one day have these very special memories too.

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