It all has to start somewhere

It all has to start somewhere. There are always the best laid plans and the greatest dreams. It never works out that way but you have to start somewhere. You can't have a backup plan unless you have a primary one, and well this is it. We moved out of our previous home to our next season of life. It's closer to work for me and provides a great opportunity for us to do something special again. This adventure won't be nearly as extensive as the last one but that doesn't mean it won't be as much fun!

Our realtor who sold our previous home commented that he didn't know of a house that had its own blog before and it made me realize how awesome it was to document the journey while reminding me when I get "used" to what it is, what it WAS. It is a great reminder of the journey and the hard work. It was a great reminder of how far the kids have grown and how much I have changed. The house in many ways is a ebenezer stone, something to mark a place and space that is both sacred and messy. Yes, its another blog. No, it won't be perfect. It will be messy which creates the best soil for the sacred and special.