Why My Dream Has “Character”

Why My Dream Has “Character”

From the moment we drive through the large iron gates, I am captivated. As we wend our way through the woods, the anticipation builds.

My husband and I are splurging for an overnight adventure at this circa 1929 lodge and resort – complete with its own private 1,200-plus wooded acres.

We are welcomed warmly and directed to enter the main lodge. As we approach, I can’t help but notice a quirky-but-beautiful multi-colored art glass lantern that hangs over the entrance. “Is that original?” I  ask our guide.Yes, indeed, it is, she answers.

Once inside, we round the corner to the dining room, dark with log walls and soaring overhead beams, yet warm with a fire glowing in the huge grate of a floor-to-ceiling stone fireplace. Light spills from rustic wrought-iron chandeliers.

We pad up the worn wooden steps to our room, but it’s not long before I’m peeking around corners and tiptoeing into rooms and alcoves {much to my husband’s chagrin}. I can’t help myself. You see, I’ve always had a fascination with the old, the quaint, and the historic, and this house is the next best thing to time travel.  My heart harbors this deep-down desire to live in an old house brimming with built-ins, niches, wavy glass—maybe even a secret passage or hidden trapdoor, if I hit the old-house jackpot.

 Sometimes, I think my God-sized dream is like an old house, filled with lots of little rooms and bric-a-brac.

My dream is comprised of many different pieces I have yet to fit together. It escapes neat packaging.  (<====Tweet that) It defies logical marketing. It resists attempts to plan and schedule it into submission. It’s kitschy, quirky, unorganized. In fact, it’s a lot like that old house your realtor shows you that “has character,” which of course, is code for “needs work.”

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