As many of you know, this fall we said goodbye to our little bungalow and started a new journey in South Carolina. It was easily the hardest decision we've ever made. In fact it's taken me nearly five months to work up the desire to write this post.
As we locked the door for the last time, we shed tears of sadness but also tears of pride. There was always a project that needed tweaking or a room that needed enhancing but we could never have made it through without the help of our family, friends and neighbors.
Thanks to everyone for feeding us when we were too hungry to put sentences together, tolerating us when the saws started running waaaayyy too early on a Saturday morning, thank you for taking our calls (Marsha) even when I was ranting about yet another unexpected "project" and for braving the reno with us every step of the way. But most of all thank you to my very loving and patient husband who never said no to even my wildest ideas. You are a true craftsman, who made our home a true jewel.
Bungalow Bliss is not only a testament to four years of building a home but a testament to a life filled with love, fellowship and adventure. As we look forward to starting a new home journey (one day soon), we wanted to honor our little bungalow one last time with a look back at the little house that could!
Much love y'all,
Laura
