My grandmother's home wasn't a "beautiful" home by the typical musings that I write here or that you might see in magazines and on HGTV. It was a fairly typical post-war track home. My uncles and grandpa dug the basement themselves (yes, you did read that correctly - they dug the basement). It had one tiny bathroom and one very tired kitchen.
Yet, despite any physical flaws, it was the most comfortable and loving home that I have ever experienced. This is the feeling I would love to create for every one of my clients in their home. If I could, I would ensure that everyone in the world had such a haven of their own - a place of perfect love and comfort, with a few cosmetic blemishes, too. I haven't totally mastered this process, but I'm working on it. How did Grandma do it? I think just a whole lot of love. That's exactly what you get when you have a house that has played host and home to 8 children, 15 grandchildren, 23 great-grandchildren, and even 1 great-great-grandchild.
I miss my grandma and I will so miss her home.
Moving in with the 8 kids.
The Living Room addition in the 1960's. (love the draperies)
Christmas with the grandkids in the early 1980's
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