#24 - The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. Maya Angelou

We spent the day looking
for a new place to live.
The heavy snows of winter, and
the summer grass that grows nonstop,
caused our minds to think of condos
or townhouses with no yard.
Dreaming of low maintenance,
we rode around for hours,
looking at this and looking at that.
And then, we came back to this house.

This house is perfect for us.
The size of the rooms,
the layout,
the neighborhood --
everything about it meets our needs.

And forgetting the grass,
forgetting the snow,
and forgetting everything we think we want,
this building has transformed itself
into more than four walls and a floor,
a front porch, a backyard, a roof over our heads.
In the three years we’ve lived here,
this house became something beautiful:
a place to share time with good friends,
a place to share play with our furry family,
a place to share life with each other
through the ups, the downs, the laughter and the tears.

Move? To where?
This simple building, this special place, is our home.