A Place… A memory

Only recently have I felt like I have a life.  So you’re saying, “Nyra, what do you mean by that?” 

I mean simply…  I have money.  I know that sounds superficial and totally lame…  But having some money to my name makes me feel like I can actually…  Well, have that life that I speak of up there.

Wandering through the web, surfing around thinking/dreaming/unrealistically thinking I could ever afford anything like this…  I came across the Mortgage and More Blog.  It’s a personal website.  I don’t know the person who writes it.  I don’t even know how I ended up at their page.  But one of the phrases on their site really just kind of stopped me in my tracks:

“If you are in the market for a second home/vacation get away, then you have come to the right post.”

Have I come to the right post?  Would –I- Ever be able to even fathom thinking about buying another home or a vacation get-away?

The truth is, yes.  We probably could.  With mine and Mr. Man’s salary we could afford a cottage.  We’ve even looked at property up-north before and I’ve DREAMED of having a cottage on one of the northern lakes like my aunt and uncle used to have.  I have such fond memories of running down the hill from the cottage to the waterfront and plowing in to the lake to swim all day.  I want to give that to my step-daughter.  I want to give it to Mr. Man and his family.  I want my dad to have a place to go up-north…  And I want my grand-kids (even if they may only be step-grand-kids) to feel the joy I used to have running around carefree during the summers at my aunt and uncle’s cottage.

My parents had a cottage of their own in Gelnnie Michigan when I was a kid.  However, I preferred to go to my aunt and uncle’s place (even though they were only like 10 minutes away from one another) because the lake our cottage on was weedy.  Do you remember what it’s like to be a kid faced with a summer at a weedy lake?  I do.  I avoided it.  It was awful.  The thought of stepping foot into that lake scared the hell out of me!

But my aunt and uncle’s beachfront was sandy and nice.  There was a dock to jump off of and sun fish that you could fish for from the shore.  There are fond memories of pontoon rides and tubing and trolling around in the inflatable boat with my cousins trying to catch a fish.

I want that for my family.   I just want them to have a fond memory of a place.  I want to buy that perfect place…  Someday.