Sleeping in my new home

My new home is a mess. There are boxes everywhere. The walls need paint and the floors need replacement.

Yet last night I slept there for the first time and it felt like my own. I could imagine the new colors and patterns, and most of all I could imagine it becoming more and more of a home as time passes.

It's easy for me to feel eager to “fix” the home, which feels like the opposite of appreciating it. Today I hope to be able to hold the appreciation for what I have alongside the desire to improve upon it. Suddenly I realize I'm talking about much more than my new home. :)

How can you fully hold both the appreciation for what you have in the present and the vision you have for the future?