I have found that each place I've lived has its own personality. Each with a character of its own and once you move your things and people into each place they become alive. I've learned to purge and pack. Stuff and load. Unpack and organize. Clean and settle. I feel as if I've mastered packing and moving.
|Mom and I in my current kitchen|
Although, that is not where I'm at currently in my life journey, I can look forward to that time. But, for now I have to continue to learn how to be content and I have come to understand the phrase "home is where your heart is". I may not have a home of my own, but home, I have found, is who I'm with. It's the people that make a home, than the structure.
I grew up in a great house on a great street, but it was the people in it that made it home. And someday it will be the people who live there that make my home.
And now some pictures of Winnie...
|When she was wittle.|