Designer Will Breaux constructed a whole house out of shipping containers, realizing his ideal home. His unusual home, which is situated on Houston’s McGowen Street, is a three-story, 2,500 square foot home with a rooftop deck constructed out of eleven shipping containers.
Since the early 2000s, Breaux had dreamed of building his own home, but he had trouble finding a designer who could create the kind of home he wanted. He ultimately made the decision to act alone. Breaux wrote on his blog, “I started looking at projects that were being built that I liked.” In or around 2011, he started designing the house alone after dismissing a design team that fell short of his standards.
Breaux was drawn to the concept of employing shipping containers because of its robustness, resilience to fire, longevity, and capacity to withstand hurricanes. He didn’t have any professional building experience, but he taught himself how to build a container home and drew a 3D model of the home he wanted. Breaux is the happy owner of an amazing, completely equipped container home after many hours of labor.
My Parents Didn’t Show up for My School Graduation
A few years ago, I graduated from school, a day I was incredibly proud of. I was excited to share this milestone with my family, especially my parents. However, their absence has haunted me ever since.
At the ceremony, I kept scanning the crowd for my mom and stepdad, convinced they were just running late. As names were called, I glanced around anxiously. Finally, it was my turn. I walked up to the stage, took my diploma, and forced a smile for the camera, still hoping to see them. But they never showed.
After the ceremony, I checked my phone and saw a message from my mom: “Sorry, we couldn’t make it. Something came up with your stepsister. We’ll celebrate later. Congrats!” I was devastated. Iris, my stepsister, had once again taken priority over me.
Justin, my prom date, and his family stepped in, showing me the support I desperately needed. Later, at home, I confronted my parents. My mom told me Iris had thrown a tantrum over a broken nail, and they had taken her to the salon. I couldn’t believe it. I packed my bags and left, staying with Justin’s family, who welcomed me.
Years later, I gave my parents another chance at my college graduation. But again, they didn’t show up. This time, it was because Iris had a pregnancy craving, and they got stuck in traffic while getting her cake. I realized nothing had changed. Justin found me afterward, and his support helped me get through it.
Looking back, I’ve learned that even when people let you down, their actions don’t define your worth. With Justin by my side, I know I can face any challenge.
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