My husband and I bought a house that had a lovely old fireplace.
I fell in love with the old mantle, and I couldn’t understand why anyone would have such a lovely fireplace in such a ratty old house. My husband told me it was the fireplace of the era and then he told me the history of the house. I could imagine the balls that were held back then. I could picture the candles on the large chandeliers over the ballroom. When I asked him how he knew the history of the house. He told me it was a home that he said he would own one day. His great grandmother once lived here, and it was her family home. After buying the house, we wanted to put it back to his original splendor. I asked if we were going to make the fireplace a working fireplace. We were looking outside, but we couldn’t find a chimney for the fireplace. I thought they may have closed it off, but there was no chimney. We got an architect to look at the house, and he said we were right. They had taken the chimney down, and the fireplace was now just for show. I was okay with that and said I would put a fireplace insert into the hearth. As long as I could keep the fireplace, I will leave it as is. Once all the updates were made and the house was looking like it did when it was new, we planned a party. The only changes we made were that there are flicker lights where there were once candles, and a fireplace insert in the fireplace.