Call it a dumb dream. I think it would be cool if I could move to Nashville. It would be even better if I bought a certain house. The house I want? My Grandmother's house. My mother had to sell it back in 1998. We needed the money for Grandmother's care. My mother didn't want to give up the house, but she had to.

I miss that house. I spent many of my summers until I was 13 at that house. It was located at the top of a hill. Nashville's nothing but hills, as far as I can remember. You had to drive up the hill to get to the house. Down the backyard's hill, there was a creek. It felt like the country in the city. You could hear the roar of I-24 from the other side of the creek. The house wasn't far from the airport, so planes flew over a lot.

I know the house has been renovated since my mother sold it. We saw it one last time in 1999. The owner, who belonged to a company that bought the house, decided to keep the house for herself at the moment. When my Uncle Don died, the lady allowed us to return and spread his ashes.

I guess I want the house to be close to my mother. My father's childhood home is still in my family. My cousin, Melissa, has the home. However, my mother's home is gone. I want it back in the family.

I was looking at Monster.com this weekend. If I want to move to Nashville, there's a good chance of me getting a job there. Plus, I know the city somewhat. My father's family lives in the area. I just think it would be great to get my mother's home.

[♪ Listening to: "Love Has A Hold On Me" - Amy Grant]

Posted by Shawn at September 10, 2006 10:43 PM in Dreams.