Home again

Visiting home is the happiest thing. Beautifully done up for Christmas and so much bigger than our little apartment.  Every corner of the house has memories, and it's the same as I look outside.  This morning I held Kennedy's hand as we walked into the kitchen and it was just good. One of those hallmark moments, haha.  I hope I can make my home as special, sacred, and happy for Kennedy as this one was for me.