For Barletta’s standards, our casa is actually not old at all. Built by Manu’s grandfather in the 40’s (a feat in post-war Italy), and meant to hold three apartments, it’s considered a palazzina, or little apartment building. Manu and his sisters grew up within these walls, and though completely different now after the renovations, I can almost imagine him shuffling down the hallway after a soccer ball, or singing his favorite song as an eight-year-old cross legged in front of the stereo. I always ask him if it’s weird to be back and see it so different, or if he has flashbacks of childhood memories. Nope, of course not! Why do I have to have all the emotions in this relationship?
I wanted to keep some aspects of the old house though, if not for Manu’s emotions, but at least for mine, because how sweet is it that he grew up here and now is back after all these years? To live? (It’s sweet, admit it Manu.)
Here's the archway at the entrance of the apartment. We kept the original wood because I love how it pops amongst all the white.
Originally, we thought we’d make this built-in plant pot in the archway into an area to dump our keys and things, but then I decided that having a built-in plant pot was pretty awesome. Props to Manu's mom for thinking of it when they moved in!
Do you live in an old house? Did you keep anything original after you renovated?