I just Googled the house I am living in. I am renter and part owner, very little part owner. The listing said the house was built in 1940, it is one of the older houses in the area. It is a nice, comfortable house for one or two people. In a great area for ocean gazing, walking, biking and hiking and most of all relaxing.
The information also listed what houses are selling for in the area. I was a little shocked at the value even though I knew some other houses nearby that sold for around the same price. I started thinking how the money for selling the house, split between my siblings could really help me pay off bills and help pay my living expenses while getting settled in the area and into a job or my own business.
But…I love living in the house my parents once lived in. I love living in this neighborhood where I know some of the neighbors and some of them knew my parents. It’s a nice homey feeling. I want to live here right now and enjoy this wonderful old house with all the memories…Thanksgivings when the whole family would gather and stay for 3 or 4 days; for summer vacations my son and I would drive up and stay with my parents for a few days, enjoying their company, the cooler weather and the beach and the deer that would graze in the neighborhood. I’m happy here and when and if the time comes for me to move I hope it will be to another happy comfortable house that welcomes me in.