I had always loved that house! I could see and feel all that it had meant to so many people for so many years. I pictured myself living in this amazing memory-filled place watching the snow fall against the Church at Christmas time. I could see my cousin’s Herefords grazing from an upstairs window, and I couldn’t help smiling as I got a view of the barn my great grandfather built.

The first time I read this quote, it was written on a piece of art hanging in a shop in Austin, Texas. At the time, I thought of how it had applied to my life over the years. The quote came to mind again when I was melting layers of paint off of a door in my house. It feels like the house is “unbecoming” what isn’t really wasn’t meant to be.