One of my favorite rooms in the entire world is a my very first living room. I sat in it two weekends ago when I went and visited my parents house. It is a room that is not often used anymore now that my parents have remodeled, but I can’t tell you how many days and nights were spent there. I was never alone, there was always watching of movies, playing games, and hanging out. I remember spending my Friday nights watching monster movies with my dad.
We carved pumpkins for Halloween and we opened and celebrated many Christmases in that room. My sisters and I had dance parties in that room and had many laughs. That room went through many changes towards my teenage years when my parents remodeled and added on a new living room.
I have rarely ever felt as comfortable anywhere as I did in that room. It was just a happy place–we hung out, joked around, and generally had a good time. It’s where we gathered for just about everything. My mom as always kept it decorated beautifully making it truly feel welcoming and like home.
It is now a different room than it once was, it evolved like we did.
But for forever it will hold a special connection with me to remember such a happy family time.
Does anyone else have a room they hold near and dear to them?