She's still wears a smart, designer, coffee-cream coat, likes a good party, maintains a great wine cellar, and welcomes family and friends with warmth and love.
She's my house. I celebrate my silver anniversary with her this week.
It does seem like only yesterday that my dear departed and I trampled in the cold to a savings-and-loan in a north Detroit suburb to sign the mortgage papers and close the deal. This imporant real estate transaction really felt good, underscored by the prospect of a recovering economy and a new job for me at the-company-formerly-known-as-The-General at world headquarters.
So, 25 years later, how has it turned out?
The high-curb-appeal beige ranch on the commons is still standing tall, continuing to earn raves from first-time visitors. It has provided an anchor for life and career ups-and-downs, celebrations of birthdays, anniversaries, Belgian visitors, and Stanley Cups, and barbequed burgers. The company, on the other hand, has died stone-cold through bankruptcy.
While the real estate market has tanked, my personal palace delivers peace and comfort that some folks in newer mini-mansions can't hope to enjoy...especially hampered by underwater, interest-fueled mortgages. I'll be looking for brand-new digs some day but, in the current environment, there's nothing like living with the one you love.
I can certainly attest to the good times at Chez Hab. However, the good vibes come not from the lumber, plaster and pipes, but from the heart of the host. Too bad the folks at The General didn't know about that.ReplyDelete
You have a beautiful and stately home. May it continue to warm and comfort you with great meals, wonderful guests, and a place to enjoy good books and other entertainment options.
- Joe Lawrence
Blessings on you and your home. It looks simply perfect after 25 years of love and warmth.ReplyDelete