“A chaque oiseau, son nid est beau.” Translation “To every bird, its own nest is beautiful.” Little quotes you find in New Orleans years ago that earn meaning with gained perspective.
I’ve been in hundreds, maybe even thousands of homes throughout my career. The one thing I’ve noticed in every price point is the amount of sticks, bricks, and amenities that make up a piece of improved real estate is not what make true happiness for the people who own it.
You can have the same family in a 932 ft2 house and put them in a 9857 ft2 house and the only thing that will change is how far they can spread out. The amount of love they have won’t change, the way they talk to each other won’t change, the consideration for each other won’t change – it’s literally the same family in a different house.
Families change when the people in those families change. So it’s no surprise to me when I walk into a quaint home with a very peaceful feel to it, that I see the pride in its ownership and feel the love in its walls.
It’s no surprise to experience the same thing in a larger house, too. It’s the love in the house that makes a house a home. So no matter how much money you have, no matter how successful you become…the happiness of the place you call home will be tempered by the people you share it with.
And the lack of happiness, too. Love on your people in a way so that they never forget where their home is.
Deeper Than a Puddle 