We are building a home. It is a difficult task because of the enormity of its meaning and our utter lack of knowledge, having never done it before. I had the same experience when I started college at 18. In grades 1-12, I went to school to see my friends and play sports. I thought college would be the same. I failed every subject and dropped out before the end of the first semester. I was eventually taught how to go to college and earned three degrees with honors. Now, I am building a home, and I want it to be honorable, but no one has ever taught me how to build a home. It has made me accept or maybe realize that home is where my lover and I are, not the space we are in. It has taken some of the load off of making up the space we will soon occupy. I have spent 41 years making a home with her, and in that time, I have learned a lot.
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