One year ago today, I was nine months pregnant, and we were moving into our new house here on the hill. Wow. It doesn’t seem like it has been a whole year that we have been here. Our first year in our new house has flown by. But it also feels like we have been here forever. Because, we sort of have… well, I have. I grew up at the bottom of the hill, and I used to ride my little four-wheeler through the field up on the hill where our house now sits. So, I have lots of memories of this land, and I’m pretty much attached to it. I am so glad that now my husband and children are attached to it with me. More memories are being made here every single day. I love everything about our new house. It’s more than just a house, though. It’s home.