It has been too long since I wrote about my journey and before I knew it one hundred days had passed.
We had moved in. We have moved out. Now we are moving forward
Packing up 33 years of life is no easy feat. It requires plenty of nostalgic moments and about a hundred black bags and boxes.
Over the last two years I have been living in limbo. At least I feel I have been in limbo in my own house. Then again perhaps not. I need to remind myself that I had managed to have two apartments renovated on my property last year. This […]
There is a saying that home is where the heart is. My heart is torn between this life and the next. My home is both here and in the afterlife. My home was and is so much more than my house but I have been struggling to remember that home is not the building or the address. Home is forever in my heart.