When we chose our current home it was for 2 reasons:
1. We could afford it.
2. This back yard.
Yes, inside there was brown shag carpeting, laminate paneling, and a kitchen that needed to be completely gutted. We had not yet “officially” adopted Nicholas and I wasn’t even pregnant with Abby. It was going to mean a move across 7 states and other major life changes (like giving up my career) but I knew that this back yard would give us moments like these…
Where a brother and a sister can read each other’s minds
and moments of sheer joy are found upon a swing set.
Where a little boy with a troubled past can be the king of his own castle
and a little girl can begin her journey with both hands on the wheel.
Where there is freedom to be nothing but a child.
This is so sweet. Thanks for visiting me and becoming a follower–I am one of yours now, too!
What a sweet, heartfelt post! You can certainly create, new wonderful memories for your son, even if you can’t erase the bad ones. I think the good will outweigh the bad. Your yard is beautiful! Thank you so much for linking up with me. đŸ™‚ I got your link up! (sorry about the trouble with the system!)
It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling when I read about you adopting Nicholas. You and your husband must be really special people. I hope your two monkeys enjoy that swingset.