1. Very nice read, Laurie. We bought a new vehicle last year. My old Escape sat on the driveway looking so sad until it got a new owner. It made me happy that my little Escape would get attention again. The new owners even spruced it up with some window tinting. I guess maybe cars can have souls too? 🙂

  2. I'm so happy for your sweet house. I get it. It sort of happened to me as well but some tech hot shot came in and quadrupled the size of our home sweet home and believe me, it was no less the shock and sadness.

    These places are our moments in time, you can see the memories so clearly yet what is right before your eyes is jarring.

    I guess 'here's to living in the present.' Let our memories live on vividly. when we go back for a visit in our recollections.

  3. I love this. I drove past my childhood home a few years back and I guess the neighborhood went to hell because there were bars on the windows and everything looked so worn down, but the pomegranate tree out front was still there and that made me happy. I think they do have something similar to a soul, maybe just traces of memories we leave behind.

  4. Awww, beautiful. There’s a fine old house on the corner of my block in Brooklyn that has been sold to a developer who’s going to knock it down and build a fancy apartment building (which is going to block the sunlight and full moon light that both pour into my bedroom). I was crushed when I found out the owners had sold it. There was another house next door that was not so lovely, owned by a hoarder and very run down, that suffered the same fate – the building there will block the sunlight and sky from my living room, but I’d thought that the owners of the corner home would never sell the lovely home into which they’d put a lot of care and maintenance. But no. “It’s hard living next to a construction site”, said the owner, shrugging, when I saw her at her yard sale, asked her if it was true, and failed to hide my shock and dismay when she said yes.

    The house is empty now, waiting for the wreckers, and as I was walking past it just last night, I was thinking it looked terribly, terribly sad.

    • Laurie Stone

      That is so sad, Bonnie. Especially if the house is still lovely and undeserving of that fate. Unfortunately, that’s not the first time I’ve heard of money trumping beauty.

      • My block is part of a narrow strip of non-historic in a very hip historic neighborhood. Three homes on the block went this year – the corner home was one of the last. Rough, but that’s kind of how it goes in NYC.

  5. I lived in a house that had a ghost once…does that count? I hope that house is still there and comforting families like it did us at one time. It is hard to go back because it taints our memories. Maybe there is a lesson to be learned here.


    • Laurie Stone

      A ghost?! I’d be scared but maybe there are nice ghosts. I also find it hard to go back home again. And I think you’re right. There is a lesson there.

  6. Oh they do, Laurie. At least mine do. I’m not ashamed to say that whenever I drive away from mine for a long period of time I say BE GOOD HOUSE. And in all the lovely homes I have made my own, the HOUSE has never disappointed me. This past summer I drove by our old house in Des Moines and it did not look the same without me. It missed my love. I know it’s still there, but the family is a bit busier than I was. I always think of the Virginia Woolf very short story: The Haunted House. You would love reading that one.

  7. Aw, I totally feel you on houses having a soul! I would be so sad to see our first home in disarray. Our current house was a foreclosure (a flip) and I think it was really sad until we moved in. It seems happier now that we’re here. 🙂

  8. They have memories. It is sad when they fall into trouble but sometimes the property is worthy of a rebuild and a new life if the home is too far gone.

    • Laurie Stone

      True, Haralee. Many times if the land is beautiful, there’s no choice but to take it down and build something even nicer.

  9. I know they do, and hearts too. When happy people occupy a space, it can be look any number of ways but still impart a feeling when people walk in. It’s my favorite compliment, because some of our happiest years have been in our current home. It’s in the walls.

    • Laurie Stone

      Susan, Yes, you can tell a happy home right when you walk in. There is something in the air… and the walls. I love that.

  10. My Dad once told me to always remember that buildings are just bricks and mortar….the only important part of a building are the people in them. I must tell you this has helped me so much throughout my 63 years. I treasure all of the memories I have had in all of the homes I have lived in during these years. But, if we need to move for one reason or another …… I bring all the memories with me and have no problem leaving the bricks and mortar behind.

    • Laurie Stone

      Ellen, That’s a good way to look at it. It also allows for the next family to move in and make their mark. You’re right, houses are brick and mortar, although its the people who bring them to life and give them soul.

  11. i believe they do have souls Laurie and I’ve often wondered what my childhood home looks like now many years later. So good to hear that your home may have a loving family to continue bringing joy to its soul.

    • Laurie Stone

      Thank you, Sue. Interesting to think how a house “reacts” to a different family living there. I’d love to go back to my childhood homes although I know they wouldn’t be the same.

  12. I’m glad someone bought it and is taking care of it. I sometimes drive by my old house just to check what the owners are doing with it. I was devastated when they pulled out a garden that I had carefully cultivated. I had to take a deep breath and let that one go.

    • Laurie Stone

      Jennifer, That’s a great blog post — someone pulling out a garden that you labored over. I had the same thing happen when new owners took away a favorite flower box of mine I’d hung on a front window. I also had to take a deep breath.

  13. I occasionally drive past our old house (where we lived for 21 years and raised our family) and I am always relieved to see that it’s being looked after. They don’t have children, but they seem to love it and care about it. It must feel like such a relief to know that someone else is going to care for your old girl – and give her the love she deserves.

    • Laurie Stone

      Leanne, That’s nice that your house is well cared for. That’s what counts. I’m crossing my fingers that my old house will have such luck.

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