Happy 1st Anniversary, Home

Today is our 1st Happy House Anniversary! Can you believe we have been here for a year? I think I am mostly surprised that all of the closets aren't completely over run with crap. Could we really have gone a whole year without hoarding this house to the brink? True markings of a grownup......

This last year has been a beautiful year. I remember back in the old house thinking that as soon as we moved to the new house, things would be completely different. The house would magically stay clean, we would have a billion friends, we would somehow produce 4 beautiful children, we would become more spiritually in tune. Everything was going to fall into place, instantaneously. Have I ever mentioned that I can be extremely naive?

We didn't miraculously inherit a maid when the house keys were placed in our hands, the back room with the bassinet is still sitting empty but filled with lots of hope for the future and although we don't have many friends, we still fill incredibly blessed to know that there are many people in the ward that think of us and at the very least, know who we are.

I often find myself sitting in a quiet moment and recognizing that the way I truly feel is, "content". We don't have a lot of money. We don't have brand new furniture and the best of everything. We don't get to go on vacations every couple months. The list could go on and on. But I really am content. Understanding that finding joy in the small things, staying positive in hard times, and realizing that sometimes, "Life just isn't fair." has been something I have had to learn. Is it easy to remember those vital lessons 100% of the time? Absolutely not, but I hope that I can continue to realize that the world doesn't revolve around me and that there are worse things in life than not having everything go as planned. Not easy.

This post was suppose to be about our year at this house..... I don't know what it has turned into. The bamboo flooring downstairs has a nice dent in it from the metal stocking holder that took a dive one December night. It is sad to think that one day this whole house will be filled with all sorts of dents, scratches, holes and mishaps but I guess that is inevitable. I wish it could stay 1 forever....yes, this house is considered our baby.

I love the life that we are leading right now. I love Anthony. I love that sometimes we don't get our way but we are adult enough to work through said issues. I have hope that we will continue to love the life we lead.

Hope is a wonderful thing. Hope is defined in many ways, but the definition I love the most is, "A feeling of trust". I also love, "Hope is the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best."

I have hope that we will continue to thrive in this little home that we have built.