The last year of my life has changed me. To my core. Irreversible change, I think.
My house is beautiful. Its new. Its lovely. I am immensely grateful.
But, it's all relative. I would give it all up and live in a trailer, if I could have my dad back. I have a new house and some new furnishings, and I love them. But the value they hold is not what it would have held in my life a year ago.
So, on that note--my cute house:
Kitchen
Family Room
Entry
Should be the Dining Room. We call it the Locker Room.This is one of the best purchases I have made.
Each child has a shoe bin and a locker for jackets and backpacks.
Upstairs Family Room/Playroom
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3 comments :
Lisa, It's a beautiful house! I am with you though-I understand having those you love around is even better than new carpet. I think of you often.
Amy B.
You know I love it!
Oh my - I do love it but I totally get what you are saying. I would choose a trailer house in West Valley if it meant my mom could be here to help me decorate it.
I miss you.
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