New Year

This spring will mark four years in our house.

We arrived as a family of three and now there’s four of us.

Growth.

It’s being a glorious space to gather, celebrate, decompress, learn, and soothe.

My favourite moments have been the mid-day weekend dance parties with my two ‘baby’ ravers.

My least favourite moments are anything to do with repairs and maintenance. Eugh.

I’m grateful for the memories that the brick, concrete, steel, wood, and fabrics are absorbing.

I’m grateful that the house is growing roots that will soon travel deeper than its foundations.

I’m grateful for the safety and comfort it brings us.

I’m grateful for the pride this house makes me feel.

You know, I never actually shared ‘finished‘ photos of the space. (I mean… it’s not finished but it’s more finished than the last photos).

Here you go.