In the 1960s after 30 years of cleaning the house, taking care of children and cooking for everybody Mom got tired of doing it. In her mind she had this dream house she would live in where all of these things she did in the past would be secondary to just enjoying life. She described her house on the beach here she would walk in with sandy feet, not cleaning them off, put her feet up on the table and not even think about cleaning up the place.
As she described her small cabin on the beach I had a picture in my mind I created from her description. It had a front door in the middle where you walk into the house, a window on the right for the living room with the rustic furniture, no need to be careful of spilling anything anywhere. Then there was a door on the left leading into the bedroom with the window facing out towards the beach, the same as with the living room window.
While walking on White Sands Beach here in Koh Chang I found the house.
