07/17/2020
If I close my eyes and imagine my dream house, I see dark red brink with a white wood porch and the rails on the porch are white with white rocking chairs on the deck, four to be exact. I’d like to sit there all the time and watch my kids play, looking down the long driveway at my metal big gate with our initials on it. I could see myself makinginh dinner on the glad stove and marble counters, And I can see the dogs from the kitchen because of the side door and they are on the wrap around porch. I see nice cloth couches that have some clothes on them and if someone comes by I have to tell them it’s messy to make me feel better lol. There’s definitely hard word flooring. Kids have a bunch and I have a long size bed with a tv in my room.
While none of that is important in life to have because it’s materialistic and it will never bring me happiness. It’s still a goal of mine to own a house like that. I will probably build it. I keep faith like that, I hold on too the thought of that one day being my home and it will be. I’m determined.
