Cabin Cove 

Once upon a time my dream began. My oldest daughter, Denae, said she first heard about my dream in utero. She’s 32 now. 

I don’t exactly know when it began. I’ve always loved the solitude and beauty of the country life ever since my teen John Denver days. He’s actually the one who taught me how to tap deep into the spiritual aspect of who I am and inspired me to write. 

I wrote a post a year ago about my dream. You might enjoy it. Link is below. 

https://coffeewithandi.com/2023/10/13/my-cabin-my-dream/

When I first met D it was fun getting to know each other. And it still is. One night I shared my cabin dream with him and the wheels in his mind (heart) instantly began to turn.

One day he mentioned he’d like to fulfill my dream. He told me he had been looking for Amish built cabins and he chose a high spot on the property near the water where the backside of the cabin would butt up against the woods. The very idea that he wanted to fulfill my lifelong dream…well, he swept me off my feet.

But then life became very busy. We decided we needed to be together sooner than later. I began to sort, pitch, donate, pack, move, unpack, organize 63 years worth of stuff. D was busy mowing two properties, doing minor repairs to my house, moving my belongings to his home, taking donated items where they needed to go, creating a better storage area in his basement, etc., etc. when we look back now, we cannot believe all that we accomplished this year. All this while we both had jobs. The cabin idea was silenced. And that was okay. We were both so tired. 

But one early summer day, we drove to Amish country to buy flowers for the back patio. On our drive home D saw cabins on a corner. He turned around and we went back to look at them. They were very nice. We discussed what we liked and didn’t like. There was no name or number attached to the cabins but even though it stirred the idea in D’s mind once again, we still kept quite busy with everything here at home while adjusting to married life. 

Every time I walked around our pond and I found great peace by a little cove. I wanted to put my red bench there. And D agreed. 

Meanwhile, D found the information concerning the log cabins. With all that we accomplished this summer he wasn’t going to stop until he fulfilled my dream. First though, he wanted a confirmation from me that a mini cabin would fulfill the yearning I had for a log cabin. I said it would. He also reassured me that this would be my place. My place of peace. A place where I could express myself and find the inspiration I needed to write. And he too fell in love with my spot along the cove. So he ordered a cabin. It would be 12×30, the covered porch being six feet of that measurement. And while the cabin was being built he cleaned the cove up and removed thorny trees and brush. And he leveled the place for the cabin to sit and hauled in rock. When D does something he puts his whole heart into it. He put his heart into what I call Cabin Cove. And I love him so much for it. 

Yesterday, six weeks after ordering it, the cabin arrived. And it’s even more beautiful than I imagined.

Ezekiel came by and helped us move all the furniture into the cabin. Much of which I’ve been collecting from GoodWill and another thrift shop in town. The bookcase/ hutch was found at an antique store during the Covered Bridge Festival a couple of weeks ago. 

D and I got into the golf cart at sunset and drove around the property to see the cabin from all angles. It is perfect. We are both so happy with it!

I have a bucket list of things to do and see but I believe the cabin fulfilled that list. Not that I’ve checked many items off but it seems to have satisfied my longing for other things. I just need to write and hopefully, well enough to publish something. 

I have everything I could possibly desire. I have a man who truly loves me. Children who give me purpose. And I have a cabin by the water near a woods. 

♥️

Andi