3 years of restoration work in the making to bring this beauty the glory it has always deserved. Outside of my children () there has been no bigger time, energy, and money suck. There were so many nights spent awake + stressing or in tears of frustration; so many hours + days + weeks spent woodworking in the swamp heat with no a/c, travelling between Maine and Texas, exhaustion sinking into my marrow.
But she’s finished. She’s gorgeous. She was worth it.
And 16 year old me—who promised to someday buy the childhood house my family (and three others) were tossed out of by a slumlord and make it a thriving home once again; something that can’t be taken away from my community—is feeling proud.
