On the bright side, I’ve developed a new love for my home. My historic apartment rescued me from a bad marriage three years ago, and it’s where I discovered peace and started to rediscover myself. But it’s taken on a whole new meaning for me the last couple of months: it’s a refuge, a haven, a space for love and creativity, a space to grow and challenge myself. I clean it more, I care for it better, I cook in it every day. I am spending more of my energy in making it a place I truly love to spend time in. I’m more grateful for it now than I have ever been.
Brett B., Birmingham, AL