11.21.2010

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My 15 year old daughter loves to read and write. She rarely lets us read her work but today she needed my to print something out so I couldn't help but read it....

This photo of our home was taken by Bjorn Wallander for Country Living.


The Place I Call Home

by Charlotte Hughes

The house on Estes street hides behind the unruly bushes. The broad black drive slides up to the large garage that still has a strobe light that goes off when the doors slam. Up the stairs past the wall of letters you reach the small yellow room that connects the two parts of the house. It is not in the middle of the house, that’s the front hall, but it is too pretentious so we come in the back. The front hall is for running through when you realize you’ve forgotten something. It is for rolling up the rug and sliding across in your socks. It is for walking past the living room, the one no one really lives in until Christmastime. Past the front hall is my favorite hall, the hall with the magic window and tall shelves full of old leather books from centuries past. It leads to the bedrooms, all but one and a half of them. Each bedroom is different. My parents’ bedroom is cream with a massive wooden bed that is always warm and soft, no matter what. My sisters’ room is pink, crammed full of blue sleigh beds and scattered with clothes. Sophie’s room is snowy white and immaculate: the sharp edges softened with fluffy comforters and small sheepskin rugs. Underneath the house there are more rooms and more hallways. There is a soft cream room with a house and a secret garden to play in, and a hard grey room with washing machines and a projector. It is where we watch car chases and bank heists and love stories and battles. Hidden in the corner of this room, behind old garage doors is a bed. It is a half room, just a bed and a closet. This is where my brother stays when he is home from school. On the other side of the house, on the other side of the yellow room is the kitchen. It is a big room, it has to be. It is where we spend our time: where we bake cookies for school and make bread for lunches, where we eat spaghetti and hamburgers and sit and read by the fire. We eat around its round wooden table and curl up in its massive white couch: a couch where there is no uncomfortable way to sit. Right off of that room, the room we truly live in, is my room. My room is a deep blue sea, changing colors with the light, anchored by the rust red couch and soft white island where I sleep. It is an unfinished room for sure, but no room is ever truly finished. The empty expanses of wall are places to plan and dream and think about, places that are not truly empty, just waiting. It is where I go to escape the loud noises of my younger siblings and think for myself. It is where I go to escape in dreams so realistic I wonder if they actually happened. In my room I can be my own person and think my own thoughts. But it is only one room in many. The hallways sprawl to other rooms with pianos and coloring tables and shell cabinets and guitars. Rooms that I do not visit except on occasion, rooms that are pushed from my mind because even it cannot keep up with the daily changing attitude of my house.

17 comments:

Miss Sew & So said...

oh my gosh....

i ADORE this....

i was literally smiling as i wandered through your house with your daughter....

melissa x

lizziefitz said...

Brilliant ! What a colorful young lady:) she left me wanting more ; the sign of an excellent writer!

julia said...

holey bananas! That's wonderful! Please post pic of the half bedroom - sounds very whimsical.

Gwynie Pie said...

Sweet. She definitely has talent. I love how she describes your home and how you just know she loves it -- every room, every corner of it.

Gwynie Pie
@ The Pink Tractor
www.gwynrosser.blogspot.com

A Perfect Gray said...

that was beautiful. you have a talented young gal there. she sees with her heart; she sees the soul of the house...

My Interior Life said...

Truly lovely, Kayce. Thanks for sharing that special piece with us.

Emma said...

Oh my Kayce, she is seriously talented! I adored her description of your house! I would love to hear more... that was magical!

monkeygrasshill said...

WOW! Her writing is outstanding, and I really love seeing a home through the children's (even though she is obviously not a child anymore) she hasn't left yet. Y

CRICKET said...

There were two sentences I love one youthful and the other wise:

"It is for rolling up the rug and sliding across in your socks."

"It is an unfinished room for sure, but no room is ever truly finished. "

I think we will be seeing her in print.

Pinecone said...

What a great writer she is. Sounds like she loves her home very much!
Ashlyn

AmyB said...

WOW! WHat an amazing writer. I felt as if I was transported to your house and was longing for more! Thanks for sharing.

Tessa said...

absolutely my favorite post - ever. and I don't mean just on your blog, I mean EVER. What a beautiful home you've created for your family. Charlotte knows at such a young age everything a home is mean to be - safe, beautiful, lived in, comfortable, a place to day dream, share meals, spend time with the people you love most in the whole world. This must have brought tears to your eyes. I know it would mine. Please let us all know when she has her own blog. :)

pve design said...

sweet home sweet!

Twist of Lime said...

Amazing! What a talented little dear!

Kristine said...

You should be very proud. Her writing is beautiful. Well done Charlotte - a future author perhaps?

Lisa said...

Dear Charlotte,
I have just read your descriptive piece giving the most wonderful tour of your home sweet home. I could picture every single space. Your writing is very, very good...better than mine for sure.
"sharp edges softened with fluffy comforters and small sheepskin rugs" and "a hard grey room with washing machines and a projector"!!! Wonderful way with words. I just recently discovered your mom's blog and I look forward to visiting more often.
Thanks for allowing your mom to post your work. You should start a writing blog! I'd follow!
Lisa Porter

Holly Mathis Interiors said...

wow this is wonderful and what a treasure and testament to you Kayce and the home yall have created..i love it!

www.hollymathisinteriors.com