My Heart is at Home - this home...

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Friends come in all shapes & sizes.They can turn up when you least expect it and, if you are lucky, when you need one.

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I have a friend like that.We met 10 years ago & have been through a lot together.hearst@photoIn 2004 I was a practicing attorney, mother of two little girls & the owner of a beautiful house we just built.I was not in the market to move 3,000 miles away.  I was contemplating which knobs to put on the cabinets in my new kitchen in NY, not if I wanted to live in LA.martineBut…we sold that house, I retired from my career & left my parents to start a new life in California.That was hard on me.It was one of those big married moments…I had to give it a try for the team.

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We saw our home first during a weekend filled with houses. It appealed to me/us, but I was in no state to buy it then.  Despite the crazed real estate market, the house was still available a month later when I had finally wrapped my head around actually moving.We moved in on New Year's Eve. ( who does that? )  Then it started raining. It rained 100+ inches that winter.  Unheard of for LA.  I swore we had accidentally moved to Seattle.I figured I would flip the house & be back in NY in 6 months.  I would give California a try, but I no intention of really staying.heartsrailsBut then...As the rain pattered down & the girls napped the house started to 'talk 'to me."Look over here, did you see my vaulted ceiling with beams?"heartsfloor"Notice my wide plank floors & stair rails?"" I was built in 1935.  I am old, you like old."IMG_2346"Yes, the kitchen should be red, the tree outside the window is a red Japanese maple".heartspool"Of course, my yard can hold a pool!""Look outside and see what blooms in the winter."heartspearAs the 'conversation' went on and the rain kept coming down, the house kept nudging me along.  I couldn't resist its charms.Ok, maybe I will tear out the kitchen, renovate the bathrooms, knock down a wall, remove a few doorways and put in a pool. Then we will see...We did all that and more.  This house became my refuge from not only the rain.  When my mind was occupied with how I could renovate it, I wasn't thinking about how I could get out of it. We became 'friends' the house and me.  I started thinking less about leaving and more about making this house my home.gingkospuddleThen the rain stopped & there was a knock at the door.  A little girl came to call.  She wanted to play.  My girls stood in awe.  That didn't happen where we lived before.homedoorI think the house smiled as we opened the door and as I opened my heart to a new life.Friends do come in all shapes & sizes.  This friend of mine is tall and…well,...built like a brick house.heartsbrick2This post is part of a very special tour ~ The Hearts at Home Tour.

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14 bloggers sharing why & how their hearts are at home.  Please visit my partners on this tour.  I know you will enjoy each post.

Wednesday 1/29

Shabby Art Boutique

At The Picket Fence 

My Soulful Home

Thursday 1/30

Town & Country Living 

Bright Bold & Beautiful 

Vintage Farmhouse 

White Lace Cottage

Friday 1/31

Stone Gable

On Sutton Place 

Lilacs & Longhorns 

Saturday 2/1

French Country Cottage

Eat In My Kitchen

Top This Top That 

Emily A. Clark

   

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