The Journey Begins

I have decided after many nights thinking to restore and fix up my parents old house. It is a great house in a great neighborhood, yet really needs to be updated. This home has so many memories in it. Not all good, and not all bad. My father passed away in this house 2 years ago and now my mother has decided it is time to move on and get a place of her own. While I think it is good for her and great for my family to move into, it is met with a little bit of hesitation.
Every corner of that home and every scratch has a memory or a thought attached to it. There was alot of laughter in that house and sometimes alot of fear for my dad. Those walls have seen and heard so many things and if they could talk, hours of stories some good and some not so good would be told. None the less, they are our families stories and are cherished by myself. I feel as though my fathers spirit lives on in every room. There is a deep and long scratch down the hallway. For most, it would be one to fix right away, for me.... It is where my father first tried to ride his power wheel chair down the hall and got out of control. There is paint splatters in the guest room that will be my son's room. To him it is messy and needs to be fixed, to me it is the night that my sister and I decided to re-do the room and got carried away with the painting and dancing at the same time. Memories of me my brother, playing music and singing and recording songs together. No matter what went on, music always seem to fill every part of that house, and still does!
I am not sure where to start this journey, or what room to start fixing, but I do know that it is time. I have a feeling that in the midst of all the painting and tearing up and knocking down cleaning, that I will learn many lessons and maybe in the process be able to let go of somethings and memories that are attached to that home. I hope as well to just begin to really enjoy where I am and what I have and the life that I am so blessed to live. So, that being said......... My Journey begins.