There is a sunroom downstairs, where my mother made sheer curtains to let in the light. The room is all in white, accented with some red pillows. I like to open all the windows and sleep in half sun, half breeze.

Above, there is an octagonal room, with the same sheer curtains and sun and breeze. It is hard to capture the peace of this room.

"I was thinking of putting a couch in the center, and maybe a small coffee table," my mom explained.

"It's already perfect," I replied.