The Sanctuary of the Family Cabin

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The Sanctuary of the Family Cabin

The TV in my room blares the sounds of some show in which I am not even interested. There is too much on my mind for me to worry about the show on television.

"I need money. I need a job. My car needs gas. What am I going to do when school starts this fall? My life is going downhill. I need to get away."

Just before my mind explodes, my father comes in and says, "Let's go to the cabin."

That is exactly what I have needed. My family's cabin has been my sanctuary for years. It is where I go when I need to get away from the chaos of everyday life. It is this way for not only me, but also for many family members of the three generations who go there.

I stick my hand out of the window of my father's beat up old Jeep Wagoneer. The air is getting colder and colder. Looking around, I see the plants slowly change from bushes to majestic, white-trunk aspens to gigantic, green spruce and other evergreens. These are the signs that we are closely approaching my haven; a little piece of serenity for me to clear my mind. We are going to my family's cabin.

Finally, I see the short dirt road that leads to the cabins surrounding and including the one owned by my family. We pull into the short driveway. A cozy, naturalistic cabin that I will be calling home for the next week stands proudly at the end. When we get to the top, I step out of the Jeep and am greeted by an almost complete silence. There is no human besides my father and me for miles. Two chipmunks chase each other around to my left. I think to myself, "This is what I have needed for a long time."

My mind continues to heal from the confusion of everyday life as I walk past one of the two huge stone chimneys that tower out from eithe...

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...ame of the roof throughout the upstairs is now covered in insulation and drywall, and the old wood of the floor covered in carpet. The two of the three little old beds have been replaced with one big new one. The smell of dust and old wood has been replaced with that of a new house. The other room has the same enhancements, except there is only one king size bed and an old wood dresser replacing the two beds that once were. The large hole that allowed me to look down to the stairs has been patched and looks as thought it never existed.

Each of these rooms holds a different and serene meaning both for me and for the three generations of my family that use it. Each meaning holds a different story, ranging from funny to sad to quite peaceful. My family's cabin is one place that will remain my sanctuary and one of the most serene havens I know for many years to come.

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