From Hotel Room To Home

Five months ago, I awoke in the same bed I just up from, feeling like I was a visitor staying in a hotel room.

I hadn’t moved in with Barry, I was just stopping by. We didn’t know what the future held, so in essence, I was just visiting my friend and business partner.

And his condo seemed to me to be very hotel-like. At the time I blamed it on the design; the twin sinks, the tub with the flip-up plug and the frosted glass shower doors. I had a lot of experience staying in hotel rooms at the time, and I swear, this felt like it.

After I officially moved in with Barry, I still had random thoughts of “just visiting”. Since it had been his place before, it felt like I was staying at “his place”, and not “our home”.

But since then I have realized that it’s not about the place.

What we’ve always heard is true: Home is where the heart is.

Home is what you make it.

Perhaps it’s because I’ve moved a bunch of my stuff in now. Perhaps it’s because I have an inspiring power office here that I built up myself from scratch, and filled with everything I need to be a business success.

Perhaps it’s because our first Christmas season together is here, when the “visiting” phase was definitely summer.

But I have wholeheartedly embraced this place where I live as “our home” now.

It’s a shift in mindset. It’s an embracing of new emotions, and loving rather than fearing big life changes.

Yes, change can be hard. Yes, new situations and new lives can be scary.

But when it’s meant to be, and when it’s something we want, it’s easy to find the peace and the order among the chaos.

And the result is Home Sweet Home.

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