“You’ll know it when you find it,” a friend told me.
We have been in countless houses. We’ve seen tile and carpet and granite and storage and basements and bedrooms and master baths and backyards and corner lots and new windows and old floors and stainless steel and needs paint and closets and laundry rooms and pools and upstairs and downstairs and this room and that room and kitchens and decks and big houses and small houses and new houses and old houses and traditional houses and two-story houses and ranch houses and brick houses and not-our-houses.
We have walked through so many houses. So many places full of other people’s memories.
“It will feel like home to you when you find it,” she told me.
I hope she’s right.