My husband and I started out very modestly. He was starting his business - every penny was building up his practice. We lived in an apartment - one that my mother was mortified to admit her daughter lived there. But we were happy. Struggling, but happy. And through hard work we are now living in a beautiful home. There are bedrooms for everyone. A playroom. A basement. A fenced in yard for the dog. A garden for me and a very nice kitchen painted a cheery yellow. I hate to admit it, because it seems a bit shallow, but I do find joy in my home. It makes me very happy to live here.
Sunday morning pleasures
7 years ago
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I, too, love my home though it is simple and small. I call it our enchanted cottage because that's how it feels to us. A place full of love and peace.
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