For years, literally since I was 16 years old, I imagined what having my own place would feel like. Would it feel all grown up? Would it feel like a big change and my world turns upside down? Would it have all the things and features I imagined it?
It turns out, I didn’t feel any of those things. I didn’t feel very grown up, it just felt like any normal day. The day I got the call to pick up the keys, I thought, “I got the keys to a place I saw only once, and so.. ?”
It also didn’t feel like my world turned upside down, the moving in process was very much very slowly, like a few boxes here, a few clothes there, some appliances there..
Features-wise, appearance-wise… It was far from the house equipped with a basement and an attic, a library, an office/craftroom and praying rooms that I imagined. With black and white colours and polka dot accents. Nope nope nope.
Sometimes you can look at a situation different ways, negatively or positively. And whichever you chose, that will determine your experience of it. You either enjoy the situation or you dislike it.. you can learn from it or you can complain about it ..
And unlike my experience of having my firstborn, my world turned upside down and everything changed. This time, with the house.. I had time to assess things, do I like this feature? Do I hate it? What can I do about it?
What is nice about this place? Definitely because .. We have the space. Not as much as we’d like but yes, YES.. much more than just a bedroom. We have 4 bedrooms, 3 toilets, 1 kitchen, 1 dining, 2 living rooms and 1 storeroom. That’s plenty for now for a small family of 4. I could even have my coveted craftroom!
What could be better? A bigger outside area (we’re in the middle unit of a terrace housing.. so yeah.) Some grassy area would be awesome for the kids to play in! Or bicycle or general running around.. or have a bouncer for birthday parties! But .. no, I can’t entertain those dreams now.
Yet, I am thankful and excited, having a whole new place to live in, to make memories in, to enjoy our small family on our own. Doing our own activities, even own utilities or groceries, or laundry etc.. yes, even those.
And lastly, I answer the question .. what will my 16 year old self feel… imagining what the place will feel like? At 16, it was hard to imagine. But now? Yes, slowly but surely it feels like our own home sweet home. We might find a better one in the future but …. for now, this is our new place to call Home.