This is the house where I "grew up." Though I only lived here for three years (age 16-19), this is the house I call home. Maybe it's because you experience so much growth as a teenager that I feel like I "grew up" here. Maybe it's because this is the house I came home to after semesters away at college. Maybe it's because this is where my family is. Yep, that's the one.
Last weekend, we drove HOME to visit my family and be there for Ryan's graduation party. Um, what? Ryan's graduating? Where have I been? I'm so proud of him, and we have such bittersweet emotions about him moving to Boston. He'll make good for himself.
that is a gorgeous home! and it must have been great to go back :)
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