because I said so.: "I saw home in your eyes,

and found love in your smile."

- unkown.

What is "home"? Is it a person? A place? Is it where you're from? Where you're going?
Or is it where all your attempts to escape cease?

There is a word in Spanish: Querencia. Which essentially means "a place where one's strength is drawn, where one feels most at home; a place where you feel your most authentic self."

I think "home" is the moment everything falls away. That sigh of relief, like when you fall onto your bed after a long day and your back goes, "bruh..." Now whether that's a person, a place, or house with four walls and a roof -- well, that depends on the individual. My "home" is my person (my husband and my kids) but having those four walls and roof as a place of safety and escape definitely help. A house is just a house. I could live if it burned down. Now, if my husband and my kids went down with it? That's an entirely different road I don't even want to go down. But do you see my point?

Anyway, I'm a very visual person, and a Taurus at that...I need my surroundings to match what I feel on the inside. Full of depth, color, textures, and contrast. A harmony of dark and light. My four walls and a roof need to be full of beauty, comfy couches I can sink down into, things that catch my magpie eye, vibrant jewel toned colors...

The saddest part of living in Arizona is that 99.9% of the homes here lack character. In every subdivision each home is almost a cookie-cutter replica of the one next to it. Then you have HOA's regulating what you can and can't do to the exterior (including your front and back yards). To have a home with any sort of personality, you need to work doubly hard on the interior.

I enjoy anything with a touch of the Old World. I suppose you could consider it modern vintage? Modern victorian?

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