05/24/2024
To the house that built me.
As I sit here, surrounded by the familiar walls and warm glow of my home, I am filled with a sense of gratitude and nostalgia. It's hard to believe that it's been 10 years since I first stepped foot into this place, a young adult with big dreams and an uncertain future. But over the years, this house has become so much more than just a physical structure – it's a sanctuary, a haven, and a reflection of who I've become.
When I first moved in, I was a bit of a stranger to myself. I had just started my first job after college, trying to find my footing in the world. This house was a blank canvas, waiting for me to fill it with my own personality, stories, and experiences. And as I settled in, I began to make it my own. I painted the walls, added antiques and lots of vintage items, and filled the rooms with laughter and music.
But this house didn't just become a reflection of my aesthetic tastes – it shaped me in profound ways. It taught me the value of patience and perseverance. There were countless nights when I'd stay up late, stressing about bills or deadlines, but eventually, I'd look around at the familiar comforts of this home and remember that everything would be okay. It taught me the importance of community and connection. Countless gatherings, parties, and game nights with friends and loved ones have filled these rooms with joy and laughter. But most importantly of all - it taught me to truly love myself for who I am. My authentic self.
This house has also been a constant source of comfort and solace. When life got tough, when relationships ended, or when I faced setbacks, this place was always there for me. I'd curl up on the couch with a good book, or spend hours in the backyard, watching the sun set behind the trees. It's a reminder that even in the darkest moments, there is always beauty to be found.
As I look around at the memories I've made here – from lazy Saturdays to family gatherings, from late-night conversations to impromptu dance parties – I am reminded of just how much this house has shaped me into the person I am today. It's a reminder that home is not just a physical space, but a sense of belonging, security, and love.
As I reflect on these past 10 years, I am filled with gratitude for this house and all it has given me. It's been a constant source of growth, comfort, and joy. And as I look to the future as I leave this home and move on to my next home, I know that this home will continue to be a source of inspiration for me and I hope to be a place of strength for years to come for those that will inhabit it next.
So here's to this house – my beloved sanctuary, my used to be home. May it continue to shape individuals in the future as it did for me. Making me into the best version of myself.
