Back Home Again
There is a saying that you can never go home again. While some of that may be true (I’ll never fit into my fifth grade dance costume, for example), when it comes to an actual home, I think the statement is a little misleading. Life changes, and our home reflect those changes. In my life, I’ve lived in a smaller starter home filled with mismatched hand me down furniture, a sleek luxury apartment with hip accessories, a home filled with a crib, a high chair and lots of pastel and baby things, and a home where toys seem to have … Continue reading