Today I helped my sister-in-law paint her new home. Well, I'll be honest, I only helped paint the kitchen because I've been working on the youth's new website. But anyways, I helped. As I was painting the kitchen, I remembered my first home and how scared/excited I was to be buying it at the age of 19 (I tried to find some pictures of it, but for some reason the only good photo I could come up with was from a small group super-bowl party).
I will never forget my first house, as I'm sure my sister-in-law will never forget her first house, but it wasn't the house that made it memorable. It was experiencing it with my best friend. Andrea and I made that home our own, and as we continue to do so in our second house (below), we find it has different memories - mostly of Jadyn, but others as well. I hope my sister-in-law finds similar experiences with her first home as well.
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