Our story begins with reading a lovely article about the charming town of Blue Ridge. We live on the west coast and our son...More information +
Our story begins with reading a lovely article about the charming town of Blue Ridge. We live on the west coast and our son was living in Florida so we thought the location would be ideal for finding a cabin for family gatherings. I can recall the drive up from Atlanta being so beautiful even in the winter. The moment we saw the cabin we felt drawn to the beautiful tranquil setting and could not resist the magnificent sounds of the meandering river. The cabin was under construction at the time so we were able to make changes to the layout and design of the kitchen. Once completed we found it to be even better than expected but unfortunately did not spend the time with family as originally intended. Each passing year we would say to ourselves we need to spend more time with family but our careers seemed to always take priority. Until one tragic day our lives would be forever changed by a phone call. Our precious son had suddenly passed away. We would give anything to take those years back and regret every day that we put our careers ahead of spending time with family. I can still hear the excitement in our sons voice about planning a spring trip to the cabin that never would come to pass. As the years passed the grief slowly was been replaced with cherished memories. What helps us with our healing is when guests take the time to share their own special memories of happiness and joy spent with family at the cabin.