Dwellings

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My husband and I have been together for almost 18 years. I was still a teenager when we got married. I love him more now than I ever have. For 15 years we would visit this hillside and dream about building a house on it. My husband was a gifted carpenter at the time (still is) and I have always had a penchant for design. I think we make a great team. Fast forward 18 years later and we are here inside the home that was once an idea in our minds. Today I was watching my son wash windows in the light. I looked around at the wood, the brick, the dining table, and the coffee table, all made from salvaged materials. As I watched my son, I felt an awareness of the hardships that he will inevitably face in life. I hope he comes to understand the idea that we can give new life to things that are considered too worn to have worth anymore. To me, these salvaged materials are symbols of damaged relationships, regrets, scars, and haunted memories. And although they may have once been painful, these rough experiences build us and render us stronger and more beautiful than when we started out.