Home

Home. 

There was a time when it frankly was not super important to me. 

I was more into plot, than setting. 

Home was just a house where you slept. 

The important part of home was the people you were with. 

Not the walls around these people. 

This view has advantages. 

Like, allowing you to live in a trailer for 7 months. 

I  mean, we made the trailer homey. 

But it leaks. 

It’s cold in the winter.

It’s hot in the summer. 

The shower was designed for someone 4’ tall. 

The bathroom requires a yoga twist to enter. 

You can’t make much food because the fridge is petite.

You have to crawl into bed…

Always though, there was the realization: this is temporary. 

Our REAL home is coming. 

Well, friends, today we broke ground. 

The foundation work has been started. 

We’ve been working on this for nearly a year. 

But it’s been all paperwork and plans. 

Now, it is dirt. 

Foundations, footings, the most permanent change to this ancient land. 

We have asked the contractor to save the massive boulders that they are pulling up. 

We have plans for them. 

These enormous stones will mark the time: the permanence that was here before us, and the permanence that will be here after us. 

We are on the threshold of having a house. 

Inside, we will make it a home. 

Kelly and I both feel it shall be our last one. 

The beings inside will be human. And not human. But family all…

Rivendell is burrowing through the dirt, and turning into reality…

We’re gonna have a house ya’all!