DAY SIXTEEN:
Your Dream Home
It’s four days late, but I will say this…
…my dream home is not an architectural design of wood and nails, concrete, and glass, but rather the place that I live with Jenn, where we have date nights and dance, and the place that our future children will laugh and play, where family game night will happen, where boo-boos will be kissed and homework will be done, regardless of the structure that surrounds us.
