When spending time with my girlfriends I listen to the many complaints of early marriage and having children at a young age. The never ending conversations about how everything changes and your life is not your own anymore is a bore. From the lousy sex to cheating with the girl next door leaves me confused as to why divorce papers haven’t been drawn up, and then the famous expression, “I could’ve had a career and gone places,” seems to always end the conversations. But for me this is not the case. I simply dream of having a home that I can call my own. When I was seventeen I knew I didn’t want to have kids or be married. I guess growing up in foster care gives you a sour perception of how family is supposed to be. With all the commotion going on around me I ventured into the world and ended up in Vacationland, or Maine as most people call it. From day one I knew this is where I would spend the majority of my days and maybe someday have a family. After I graduated high school the thought of making it and having my own haunted me like thick grey fog in the night. When I was learning to drive, I would practice in front of Steven King’s house and take notes of the beautiful sculptures that aligned the top of his big, gated black fence. “The Gargoyles,” is what I named them. They would sit there and watch me parallel park and laugh at my many mistakes and for hours I would watch them and think, “How can I get gargoyles?” It wasn’t until twenty-one that I started to think about the gargoyles again. I was in the Army and making a few buck s. I started investing in several areas of interest and my best friend took notice. He asked me when was I, going to purchase a house. I had thought about it before but never put my idea on paper. So m... ... middle of paper ... ...eft a small den for family-get-togethers, nothing fancy but with the right furniture and decorations would be magnificent. Walking into the kitchen a simple back door leading to the backyard and patio sits on your right. All black appliances fill the kitchen with the brand new smell that will soon be filled with fragrances of spices and sweets. The center kitchen island astounding in its own way as it can be swiveled across the room to accommodate the chef in preparing future meals. The many meals consisting of baked fish and chicken with pasta would finally be served on silver trays and be complimented with exquisite taste. That’s as far as I have gotten throughout the years but I know with much determination, and money, my dream house will become reality. I will finally have home to call my own and maybe one day a family to share it with if I decide to do so.
Jeannette Walls, the author of the memoir, The Glass Castle, was raised by parents whose relentless nonconformity and radical ideals were both positive and negative aspects to their wellbeing. Their names were Rex and Rosemary Walls, and they were the parents of four children. While the kids were still young, the family moved from town to town, camping in the wilderness and sleeping in the car, and sometimes even had a small place to stay. Rose Mary, who was both an artist and an author, identified herself as an “excitement addict”. As a mother who despised the responsibility of caring for her family, Rose Mary preferred making a painting that will last forever over making meals for her hungry children. Rex was an alcoholic who, when sober, was a charming and intelligent man that educated his children through geology, physics, mathematics, and how to live life fearlessly.
Create-a-meal, no my friend, instead you are given the tools to create-a-setting. You are presented with brilliant horses and jubilant music, bright colors and beautiful scenery, a blissful introduction, indeed. Shockingly enough, in the second paragraph it is quickly taken away from you. A dagger penetrates your balloon image. You are told that the smiles and happiness of the city are not genuine. Ursula K.
When I was a child I thought everybody’s family would be the same, just your average family like mine and yours. My life as a child was a carefree life, I didn’t care for much, except stuff like doctors or dentist, I’ve done pretty much what an average kid did, I thought we had a good life going. When I went to my classmate’s house or meet their family they seemed like they were average to me. I never thought about how us as a family would have any trouble in the world, I was wrong.
I had been looking forward to moving out of the house for over four years,
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I’m going to start out with the place I’ve lived my whole life Gresham, Oregon. It’s a pretty good thing having lived Gresham my whole life. Everything is super close like parks, stores, and schools. It was the best to grow up in opinion I got to see some stuff I should avoid and got to meet people that were helpful in my life. Also a plus of living in a smaller city is if you meet one person when you go to the park you will most likely see them another time. I have friends I played basketball with at Highland one year ago and still play against them to this day. There's a community more in Gresham, I think no one's afraid to talk to each other or ask for help and if someone needs help they won’t shrug them off. That’s one thing I don’t really see if other places everyone else has their own agenda and that doesn’t include knowing your neighbors. That’s insane, but it makes me happy that Gresham has friendly people unlike other cities. Maybe some of that is to do with schooling which is the next thing I want to talk about.
Home Ownership My dream house is one with a big backyard, with green carpet grass and definitely a pool and some place to host a barbeque for some friends during some public holiday or even some planned girls’ day. The 20% Rule According to this rule of thumb, you will need to have at least 20% as a down payment for your house.
“Because I am female I am expected to aspire to marriage, I am expected to make my life choices always keeping in mind that, Marriage is the most important”. This is a series of lyrics from Beyoncé’s song Flawless. This quote is important because I feel this pressure when I am supposed to talk about ‘a rich and fulfilling life’. I almost feel obligated to mention ‘a family’ as one of my requirements to a rich and fulfilling life. As a woman, society expects me to mention children and a husband to complete my life. However, I don 't want to take the traditional route. To me, a rich and fulfilling life can mean different things. Important values to me revolve around my goals and dreams in life. I think a rich and fulfilling life to me includes
Buying and owning your home is part of the American dream. Although the dream itself has since changed, the home still remains the main focal point. Today owning a home doesn’t necessarily mean a house. People now buy duplexes, cooperative apartments, and condominiums. For some families it could take up to a couple of generations before it’s able to have the capabilities of buying a home. To many people it means a certain achievement that only comes after years of hard work. It is a life altering decision and one of the most important someone can make in their lifetime. The reasons behind the actual purchase could vary. Before anything is done, people must understand that it’s an extraneous process and it is a long term project.
The lovely dream of owning a home is turning into a nightmare for some. A dream that once solidified an individual’s place in adulthood is now decreasing. Owning a home is a big accomplishment and still has not lost its prestige. Maybe the reason for the decrease in owning home is because millennials have watched their parents suffer in the Great Recession and do not wish for the same damage. Or maybe it is because millennials have taken a backseat on starting a family and owning a home. Maybe they are focused on discovering what life is all about because, after all, they just came from under their parent’s grip and now have the freedom to live on their own terms. A pro when buying a home is the life-long investment that goes into it and the con is the life-long investment.
Being raised in a small town lower classed city called Cleveland Texas, my goal was to make it out of the rural area. The blue house is what I called my childhood home, even though most of the blue paint was chipped off and you mostly seen wood with a few areas of chipped blue paint. Before, getting to the house you had to go about a half mile down a red dirt clay road before getting to what looked like a small blue shake. Living in the home was a total of ten people, which included myself, mother, father, three siblings and three older cousins that stayed with us at the time. There were three small bedroom that did not include any type of closet, a full sized bed, and two dressers with a small TV with the fat back attached to it. It also had
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