a home is a home is a home

While I was growing up, my mom always said to us that she didn't want to raise us in a trailer, apartment, but in a house. She wanted us to have a place that we could always call home. Years later I look back at this, and I'm glad I don't have the same thought process. As still newlyweds, we live in an apartment. Lately, we've talked about moving after I graduate and living with my mom to get some money saved up. From there, we've talked about getting a trailer to get DP through school. Once we've done that, maybe figuring out where we want to settle and building a house. Yes, we may have kids along this path, but I'm okay with that. I've known all sorts of families that come from all sorts of places, and the one thing I've learned is that it doesn't matter if you live in an apartment, trailer, or house; you make that your home. I believe that saying, home is where the heart is. I know that no matter where we are, as long as I'm with my husband, I'm home.

Sorry for the short post, and it taking so long.