One year ago, on a frightfully cold day, the kids and I moved into our new house. Yes, for a while the new place just felt like someone’s house. We worked day and night to turn the fixer upper into our home. But it wasn’t until I hung photographs in the hallway that this house started to feel like our home.
“Pictures are first on the wall in a second
A constant reminder of who we are…”
In one of her many amazing songs, my daughter Christy captured our lives and family beautifully.
Our journey certainly wasn’t easy, and it took a lot of pain, energy, sweat and even blood to get to where we are today. We have a Place to Call Home, which also happens to be the title to my daughter’s song.
Here are a few snippets of how much we have accomplished this past year.
When I bought the house it had dirty and stained wall-to-wall carpeting. But underneath were these beautiful hardwood floors. I refinished the floors and I am so glad I did. It was a ton of work but so well worth it.
The house still needs work, but it’s nothing major that needs my attention right away.
My advice to house hunters, don’t sweat every detail. Sure, it would be nice to have a gas stove and stainless steel appliances. It would be fabulous to have a second bathroom and a larger living room. But I don’t need to impress anyone. The house is our home… it’s where we make memories with the people we love.
It doesn’t matter how big or fancy or small and old your house is… it’s the people that make a house truly a HOME.
“Pictures are first on the wall in a second,
“The future is waiting with no hesitation we smile,
and I say we’ll be fine on our own,
I promise you’re not alone…”
copyright Christy Schmidt 2013