The Sixteenth One.
Morning, Subheading: I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean? A little over a month ago, I purchased a modular home in Hartland. Until now, I've always had a roommate or lived with a partner. In plainer terms, whether or not I had a home was always dependent on another person. If I separate from a partner in the future, we will just go back to doing our own thing. I am rooted. My children can feel rooted and know that, regardless of how our lives change, this space in the world is ours. Though I know this is a monumental thing in my life, it wasn't something I felt particularly proud of initially. I said out loud that I felt proud, thinking that would breathe life into the idea, but it didn't. Partially because everything happened so last minute, and I didn't believe it would actually come to fruition. The dominoes of selling your home and purchasing another have to line up just so. I had to schedule movers to load and unload my moving truck before I had o...