Time For Change
When you’re an only child that has lost both of your parents, you inherit a lot of things. One of those things was my childhood home which I moved back into in 2006. It took me a good amount of time to go through 25 years worth of my parents’ items. For a long time, I just left everything the way it was. The furniture stayed the same. The flowered wallpaper in the kitchen looked at me each and every morning. My father’s 16 foot train set took up its special space in the basement. The wood paneled walls in the basements didn’t change. Most people didn’t even know I had a basement because I never went down there. I always said I wanted to update it away from the 80s look and make it my own.
In 2007, I started getting bids from contractors. I never followed through. They would call me to see if I had made a decision, and I would say I wasn’t ready just yet. As ugly as I thought it was, I wasn’t ready to make that change.
Finally in 2008, I knew the time was right. I worked with Rateau Construction and we came up with a plan to completely remodel my basement – ceilings, walls and floors and to update my kitchen. It was fun to pick out the colors of paint, countertops and appliances. They started work on the Monday after Thanksgiving and the basement was first. When I walked downstairs after the first day, the first thing I noticed was that my father’s train set was gone. Nowhere to be found. This massive train project had been a beautiful display for over 20 years in my home. I was sad at first and wondered if I were doing the right thing with making changes. I then realized that memories are forever and I reminded myself that I can kept a small piece of the train set upstairs so that it will always be a part of me.
One step at a time, I watched the changes being made. And with each step of the process, I slowly felt my childhood home becoming my modern day adult home. I am in love with the changes that have been made and now have a completely new sense of home. I feel like right now I have the best of both worlds. I can walk into various rooms that still display my family’s art work or my mother’s accomplishments. I can easily locate childhood momentos. However, I can sit comfortably in front of my flat screen tv in the basement and feel that the ‘adult me’ is also leaving my mark of this wonderful home!
Your change my not be physical changes to your house, maybe they are personal changes to your life. Whatever transition you are going through, don’t let others tell you when the time is right. Take your time, think things through and when the time right – you’ll know it!
M.Y. March 2009