Home

The past few months have been filled with cardboard boxes, tape guns and movers. With each move, I've learned some important lessons. Move number 1 and it's aftermath reminded me that everything really does happen for a reason. There is always a plan and sometimes, no matter how much you enjoy planning, the actual plan isn't the one you created so meticulously. I also learned what it was like to move with a new baby. Those babies. They have a wonderfully amazing way of changing your whole entire life. My baby rocks.my.world! It's like they are born and you are a forever changed person. Anyway, back to moving. For the sake of my sanity move number 1 very quickly led to move number 2.

Back home. Like to my parents home. With my husband, baby AND dog. Move number 2 was wonderful. I've always appreciated my family, but this particular instance reminded me once again how lucky I am to have the kind of parents I do. Hopefully I can pay it forward to my daughter. She rocks my world. Did I say that already? My husband is also pretty wonderful. I'm sure "living with my in-laws" wasn't on his bucket list, but he was a champ. We are already a close family but those few weeks really made us bond in a totally different way. We were soon ready for move 3.

Back home. My first home. I still remember how proud I was of myself for purchasing my first home, by myself, right after college. I felt so independent and in control of my future. A few years went by, I got married and the housing market got very sick. Womp Womp! I still loved my first home and realized it would be around for a while. Lucky for us, it was around. My precious family settled right in to my once bachelorette pad :). Being my first home, it was much smaller than where we had been. It was the perfect house for me in my single days but now with a family, we were a wee bit crammed. Thankful, but crammed. Move number 3 was critical however. I guarantee I'll continue to look back to our time here and have nothing but appreciation for it. It made me realize that a house is just a physical structure. What you fill it with (memories-- not things) is what's most important.

Home sweet home! Move 4 led to "our" first home. Enough said. Appreciate every move, every box, every broken item :). Home is where the heart is.

Until next time, peace, love and soul train.