If I had the ability to, I want to build a very big house. I want to make it three floors, maybe an attic, some bathrooms scattered about, perhaps a basement too. I want to build it with white paint and blue windows behind a picket fence with trees around it.
I want to build this for my family.
I want to build it so that they wouldn't worry about financials, bills, work, and everything else. I want them to think of this house as a house where everything will be okay. I want to make a haven.
I want my family to share laughs, to share smiles, to rough house with each other and have fun while the days tick by. I want them to be happy with the way things are and not worry for the future. I want them to be happy and content.
I want them to make joyful memories that I can repeat to my kids who will repeat to their kids and so on and so forth. I want my lineage to remember the happiness of the house and not the struggles left behind. Because, who wants to worry about the future when your a child, a teenager, an adult? I don't want the constant struggles and the constant tears; I want joy.
So I will work hard. I will build this house when I grow up for this family of mine, and for the family that will be left behind. I will do it, for happiness that we don't have.
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