Wednesday, March 18, 2015

The House That Built Me

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Cue the mellow music, cue the tears... I am getting sentimental over here. I have been on a recent country kick lately (it happens when the sun starts shining... I'll just be over here singing about sunshine and whiskey and whatever else) but lately my spotify has been replaying one song over and over. Miranda Lambert's The House That Built Me. If you don't know this song I suggest you give it a listen, even if you're not a country fan. My parents are currently preparing to rent out our house in Lynchburg, VA but while a house is not a home... this was and I learned a lot there.

It's where me and my best friend had many fights and many reconciliation....

It's where I once had a bible study party in college on the day of my birthday because well exams ya know... they ruin any good social life...

In the backyard is where I took my first headshot for theatre....

It's where I celebrated my 21st birthday. LOL no crazy party girl over here... 

It's where my dream playhouse sits in the backyard gathering dust and making me wish I was six all over again...

It's the house I came home to after each summer in New Jersey...

It's where me and my best friend used to lay on the floor in the hallway talking about life...

It's where big life decisions were made...

It's where I found my sanctuary when my whole world was crashing around me...

It's where my best friend took my phone until I told her who I had a crush on...

It's where I stood in the living room singing out loud for the first time in preparation for an audition...

It's where I once tried to break into to watch Pretty Little Liars, but found out there really was no way...

It's where even I could never get the front door to open, so I had to call my guy friend to always help me get in...

It's where my friends threw me a surprise party and we played murder murder, real life mafia- whatever you like to call it...

It's where I once had a party where all we did was sing showtunes for hours (wild party)

It's where I lived with two great friends while I was in college...

It's on the porch that I recited my sophomore hearing monologue before actually going to audition...

It's where I saw Magic Mike and was scarred for life...

It's where me and my best friend would live for two weeks during the winter and summer til my parents got back into town so I wasn't alone...

It's where I grew up, it's where I realized who I was and wasn't, it's where I grew to love God, and it's also where I first sat down to start this blog... 


It's the house that built me.




17 comments :

  1. This is such a beautiful post! Our homes really are a place of sanctuary and so much happens at home that make you the person you are! x

    www.beyondthevelvet.blogspot.co.uk

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  2. Awh this is such a cute post and really makes me think deeply!
    Aleeha xXx
    http://halesaaw.blogspot.co.uk/

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  3. Such a beautiful post. Thank you for visiting my blog and leaving such a nice comment. Following back on GFC Please keep in touch.
    xox
    Lenya
    FashionDreams&Lifestyle

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  4. This is a beautiful post and that is an even more beautiful house! I've never grown an attachment so any home I've had, I'm not sure why since I'm 27 and I've only lived in 3 places. I envy your ability to love the house that built you so much :)

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  5. I will definitely check that song out. This is such a lovely post, it's strange how we grow such strong attachments to our homes

    The Velvet Black // UK Style & Beauty Blog

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  6. Such a sweet post! Thank you very much for stopping by my blog and commenting!

    Sarah
    http://mybowsandclothes.blogspot.com/

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  7. What an adorable home! It is always hard to leave somewhere that you have had so many memories! But you just have to look to the future and be excited to make new memories!

    <3 Shannon
    Upbeat Soles

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  8. I feel like I can relate to how sentimental you feel towards your house! So many special things happend there. Just remember that there's always the opportunity to make new memories :)

    www.tailoredandtrue.wordpress.com

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  9. Girl I could totally relate to this!! My parents sold the house I grew up in after I got married two years ago...and when I left it for the last time it was ugly crying time LOL! xo, Biana - BlovedBoston

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  10. I absolutely understand! My mom sold the house I grew up in about 3 years ago. It is a big adjustment but thankfully nothing can take away those cherished memories!

    Thanks for sharing such a sentimental and sweet post!
    xox. A Peachy Sonder

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  11. What a beautiful post!
    xx Elle

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    www.cherryblossomstreet.com - Swedish Fashion Blogger and Model in TOKYO

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  12. Such a sweet post! Make me miss the home I grew up in!

    xx, Leah / www.eatpraywearlove.com

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  13. Aww! Wonderful you've had so many great memories there!!


    Amber
    All the Cute

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  14. Such a lovely and well-written post!! This is so nice and really warming to read - sometimes we do have that special place that will always stay with us! :)

    Layla xx

    www.sprinklesofstyle.co.uk

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  15. Great post! I enjoyed reading this ❤
    munchies&musings

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