From Homeless to a Bounty of “Homes”

When I tell people that I am “on my way home” or “going home” and they ask me where that is. I had to stop and think about it. Then I answered — “These days Home is wherever I am sleeping tonight.”

We are in the middle of building our little house in the country, but it isn’t ready to live in yet. We sometimes camp, sometimes stay with family members, and soon will be able to stay in our new house. A wonderful gift was granted to us the week we were moving out of our apartment, the end of July. Our friend’s daughter offered to let us stay in her house in Cottage Grove while we are in the cities. She moved all of her things into her fiance’s house, and considers our residence in her house a barter for all of the work my husband has done on her house. A Win/Win!!