I have wanted a home of my own for as long as I can remember.
I am the kind of person who gets attached to things. Teddy bears, furniture, clothes ~ they all become beloved friends. And the same has happened with apartments, but I knew someday, I would need to have a home I could call my own. That nurtured my soul. A haven for my soul.
This blog is the story of how I found it and then wished, dreamed and believed it into existence. That last part is not completed yet. In fact, it's just beginning.
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