our home.

It's coming together. Slowly but surely. I am really in awe of how little pieces fit so perfectly here. The place is gorgeous, I look at these floors and feel a surge of joy. What is it about beauty in the everyday that gives us so much happiness. I feel so content here, for the first time we are in a place that truly feels as though it is "ours" because it is. Marc spent most of the day outside taking care of the yard. I looked out at one point and saw him sweeping the walk way off. He looked so natural. We are both feeling these good vibes. It's so sweet to see him nesting too. He came in all sweaty and I felt nostalgia sweep over me...that fresh cut grass smell with a edge of gasoline and sweat. It reminds me of my Dad.

I have been putting my heart and soul into this little home. Marc starts law school Monday and our routine will finally begin.

I am just so peaceful right now. So thankful for where we are.

I love my home, my girls, and my man and its pretty clear they love me back. I love my life.

Mmmmmmm, life.