Saturday, December 15, 2007

When I was young....

“When I was young…”

When I was young I lived with my mom, dad, brother, and sister. My Grandma and Grandpa, whom I called Papa, lived in the big house just down the driveway from our house, on the right. I had plenty of space to play on the large farm, and of course I had chores. My Papa would come out and watch me play. He told me stories, too, none of which I can recall completely. I loved him dearly. I didn’t see Grandma as much. She led a glamorous life from afar with her friends and Papa. I would visit their home and pretend I was a movie star on my grandma's chaise lounge. I dreamed that I would someday have huge ballroom parties of my own in the dining room, and everyone would come, wearing beautiful ball gowns and powdered wigs, lovely tailored suits and carrying ornamental canes. There would be live string music and fabulous food.

But the days and years drifted by. Life happened as I came and went to the house that had become empty with my grandparents’ deaths. The house sat and waited for people to come back and once again fill the empty halls with laughter and music that would drift up the grand staircase and beyond.

The year 2005 came, and that vision became a reality, a brutal one at times. Time seemed to stop for me as I stepped off the plane from California and headed for Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. I was home for good. For better or worse, I was stepping back to go forward. Plenty of work filled my days as I labored with the restoration crew to bring the house back to life in the 21st century. There were tasks to be done and battles to be fought.

And now it’s nearly two years since the house became a home again. People have found us. Life is made simple here for our bed and breakfast guests. Many have said that their visit here with us in scenic northern Lancaster County has given them a quiet respite away from the hustle and bustle of their everyday lives.

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