We've only been living in the new place barely five months but it feels like we've been here years. It feels like home. It felt like home from the get go. I mean, I guess there's a reason or two why we dropped everything and bought it out of no where. It was the house. My soul house, if you will.
After his death, his son gifted us with these photos of the house being built. I'm not sure he'll ever know how much we cherish them.
Functionally, this house works incredibly well for us. Going from the smallest bathroom in the world (seriously) to a three bathroom house makes us feel like royalty. We can flush the toilet at night without worrying about waking the kid! Having a work room with sunlight and room to fling large pieces of fabric about is heavenly. Having a wall of west-facing windows so I can watch the sunset every day is soul-enriching. Having all of my clothes stored in one room for the first time in 8 years is materialistic, yes, but awesome. Having multiple neighbors that immediately made us feel like family is a gift. We love our new house and the things that are making it a home.