As I am writing this, I'm sitting at a desk that was handmade in love. The man that created it, also built the beautiful house that it is in. The decor of the house was not done by some fancy decorator, it was done by the woman that loves the creator. During the designing of the house the childern where asked what they wanted and they were given it, in the rooms of their choice. The floorplan is older than most of us alive today, but the structure is more sound than the newest of buildings. This is my HOMESTEAD!
It was started many years ago, and to this day it is not finished. Inside the walls that were built with love, desire, honor, comittment, and the true meaning (in my soul) of family, greater dreams have been accomplished. They have seen professional athletes, politicians, successful business men, millionares, and the best of them that have been here would have to be the common everyday person.
As some of you may know, and I hope some of you are new reading this don't, this is the house I was raised in. Even in this bad market today, it will worth a dream that most of us could not afford. To me, and I hope my friends and family, I hope they feel it is priceless. The memories that were created here, the dreams that were shared, the dreams that were dreamed, and even the ones that were accomplished by my family, have some part here.
This house is one for history. It is one of dreams from the past and from the future. Even though I am bias in the decision, I have to say there isn't a building in Martin County or even in the World that I have seen that compare to it.
It is my dream, my salvation, my hope, and my future. If you get a chance to see it, I hope you understand.
Good Night All.
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