Ancestral Home

After years of living far away, I found myself back to where it all began – my ancestral home. We may have installed some modern furniture, but the house is as it was when I was growing up. Half of the house is older than I am and the other half is almost my age. We are considering to either sell this property or renovate. I’d like to renovate it, given that all my childhood friends and memories are there, but the cost maybe too high and the locality – is not an ideal place for my family to live. Our street is susceptible to flooding and there are too many vehicles passing, our one way street seems like a mini highway at times. There is also little to none play areas for my son to enjoy. Up to now I haven’t really decided yet. But sooner or later we will have to face up and decide, either to let go, or to suffer the consequences and keep.