One Man's journey into homeownership...

We all have our reasons why me make this decision or another.  We have hopes and dreams that one day we will have the "American Dream".  This Dream is different in every heart and mind.  I truely think that most of us have the Dream of our own space.  Even as a child most of us wanted our "Own" room, to decorate and have as "Our" space.  As we grow this space grows with us and we want our "Own" home.  This is one Man's thought.
The dream lives

He had always messed around with home projects as a kid. Homes we’re like chests of small treasures to sift through.

Homes were interesting.
As a young adult, he and his circle of friends were renters. They lived in a world of thinly spread white paint, exposed water heaters and cheap stoves. Houses with gardens into which personalities were never turned.
Then he bought a home. In a modest neighborhood.  And a funny thing happened.

All of his buddies started hanging out at his place. It became the center of their social world. Because it was his. Because he took the time to paint the walls with the things of his life. Because the yard became something he cared about.

Because, whatever rate, whatever price, whatever prospects for appreciation – this was a home, a place where he (and, in time, a wife and daughter) would live, love, and take shelter.

They would care for it as an extension of themselves.
 
 
We see ourselves in our environment...Where do you see yourself?