Ahh. It's so nice to finally be settling into our home and see our vision come together. It's such a great feeling thinking of our house when we look forward to going home at the end of a work day; seeing the fire crackle in the fireplace, the sunlight shining on the porch and coming in through the windows, the flowers that we planted in our own garden blossoming.It all is such a joy and we feel so blessed. Koda is absolutely loving the house too - especially the large yard! Outdoor "play" is a big part of our routine now, whether it's chasing Koda around the yard, bike rides to the park, or anything else active and fun, so every day is an adventure for her! And, I think she likes helping around the house too - I mean, she even digs up holes in garden from time to time, ha! xD (Kidding, we're currently working on teaching her that her efforts are actually quite counter-intuitive for mom and dad after they've already planted the flowers.) ;)
Sometimes I look at our home in wonder that just five years ago I had no idea where I'd be today, where I'd call home. I can't believe I lived in the little house just next door back then. I think back at it and I feel like I was so small. Not just young, but just so tiny still, in the grand scheme of things, without the wisdom that I have now but thinking I had lived a big life then. Don't get me wrong - I still don't exactly consider myself "wise" (when will I know if I am, really? There's always so much to learn), and my life was pretty great back then - but goodness, I had only touched the surface. In the years that followed I would get my first "big girl" job, making close to minimum wage, ironically (thanks Bachelors?), meet the man I'd marry, move in with said man (which would be my first time moving in with a man, ever), travel, and now live in this house. In that time, I would make new friendships; many of them would change, others would stand the test of time, and some would fade away.
I've realized that so much has changed in what feels like just a few years that flew by in the blink of an eye. Then again, that seems to be a common theme in my life. My life was never been conventional. Living like a nomad in my younger years isn't seen as a "normal" way to live by society's standards/the status quo. Doing the 2nd Grade in three different countries might seem a little extreme (and, admittedly, it probably is) - but it's all I've ever known. I guess that's why settling down into a home where I'd live with my husband, and quite possibly our future children, seems like such a seriously big (and honestly a bit intimidating) event.
But when I wake up in the morning next to my love in this new home we've created for ourselves and each other, I feel so at peace. I feel like I'm finally taking a nice, long breath after years of what feels like treading water as I had to move around and adapt to so many life changes (including moving from one place to another every year or two). I feel comfort, relief, and contentment. And trust me, I'm taking every bit of it in because I've wanted this feeling for so long.
I'm still venturing out every once in a while, though. No home, no matter how cozy it is, will ever keep me from wanting to travel! And you know what? We love coming back to this house and our life in it even more when we've been away from it. ♥
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