Creating a Home to Call Our Own

Nearly ten months have passed since we moved into our first house. Some of our possessions have yet to find a suitable home. Random frames still lay scattered throughout. A great empty space greets us every time we walk through the door, waiting to be filled, still incomplete. But that’s ok.

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Leaving Home and Finding it Again

When Michael and I first got married, I moved into the condo he had been living in for the previous two years. It was a “guy’s apartment,” in every sense of the word. I’ll leave to your colorful imaginations what that might mean.

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