There is tranquility in a clean and (mostly) clutter-free house. Things aren’t perfect. The Schwinn bicycle still obscures my poppy paintings and the cats still knock over my candles. (Preparing me for motherhood they are.)

Once upon a time, I had this notion of a dream house: open, hardwood floored, white mantled fireplace. But for now, I can’t imagine peace anywhere else: Schwinn bike, clumsy kitties, early 90s lighting fixtures and all. Even after spending several days in Rocky Mountain paradise, there’s no place I’d rather be. Home. Image


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  1. There is no place like home. I am still in awe in all that you have accomplished in your young life, you are simply put, “amazing.”

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