Dreamland

A big part of my dreams involve visiting certain places, not always as they were in this space-time continuum.
The old home place where my mother grew up hasn't been lived in for decades, but is deeply a part of me.
Last night I dreamed of staying there, in a mixture of how it was when my grand-parents were there and how I'd like it to be now.
Of course, I'd like to be as young as I remember too, since my memories of the place end in my teens, nearly a decade before I met DH.