Having just returned from celebrating our anniversary, we are freshly aware of how much we love coming home. It doesn’t matter how nice the place is we visited; there comes a point when we both just want to be home.

I remember when we were first married. I had never lived away from my parents and Tom had been on his own for over 5 years. I moved in to his one-bedroom condo and was excited to make it ours.

Only 5 months after our wedding, Tom was transferred to Miami. His employer paid for our move, so all we had to do was choose our next home—in Miami.

We found a small apartment in the up and coming neighborhood of Miami Lakes. The management company offered only a month-to-month lease. They explained it was because they catered to airline employees who needed the flexibility. We believed them.

Unfortunately, after only 5 weeks we received a notice that our apartments were converting to condos; we could either buy or move.

Since we didn’t have the means to buy, we were forced to find another home. This time we had to pay for the move ourselves!

Our third home in only 7 months.

We had learned our lesson and made sure we found a year lease agreement in Pembroke Pines. It was a condo that overlooked the golf course. We loved it.

This was our home for 8 months. While we loved our condo, we missed Orlando, or should I say, I missed it!

I was born there, and didn’t know how much I loved it until I no longer called it home. God surprised us by making a way for Tom to be transferred. I was elated!

My Mom started house searching for us. We didn’t think we could afford to buy, yet God had already made a way.

In May of 1980, after being married only a year and 3 months, we were able to buy a 3 bedroom, 2 bath home. It was perfect! This was the place where we would start a family and settle down for the next twelve years.

There was a a neighborhood where many families lived from our church. We wanted to buy a home there. It wasn’t just a house we were buying, it was a community. We listed our home and in 6 weeks we closed on our old home and bought our new home.

That was in October of 1992. We have lived here for thirty-three years, and we still love calling it home.

So many memories are held within these walls. Our home adapted as our family needs changed. Now we are “open nesters” as we like to call it. Free to have friends over to share a meal, or a place for our growing family to visit.

Home is the place where marriage is lived in the highs and lows. It’s the place where we both rest, work, entertain and host. It is our little plot of earth to cultivate and make beautiful.

There’s no place like it!

What has been your home journey? It’s good to remember and thank God for all the places He has provided.

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Welcome to our home on the internet. We moved to this address in November of 2008. We have lots of posts covering every topic concerning marriage. We invite you to stay awhile and make yourself at home.

Blessings,

Tom and Debi ❤️❤️