our little home by the sea
As I sit down to write this, I think it’s the first time I can truly say I feel settled in our new home. We’ve had the keys for almost a month now, and in that time, we’ve made countless trips to Bunnings, laughed cried our way through unexpected leaks, and slowly breathed life into each room, unpacking a life that had been sitting in boxes for the past twelve months.
There’s still a to-do list a mile long, one my incredible dad is steadily working through with us, but that’s just part of loving a space that’s stood for nearly one hundred years. But every creak, every imperfection, every sunlit corner—we love.
Tonight, maybe for the first time, I can task myself to take a deep breath, close my eyes and allow myself to feel the quiet comfort of my new life settle around me.