The house with the blue front door.
On one hand, it feels so strange writing this article sitting at the windowsill of the apartment we’re about to leave.. On the other hand, it’s so exciting to move into our very first home together. I can’t help but feel a little nostalgic while looking out my window. It’s weird to leave the town you grew up in, and it’s even more weird to become citizen of an entirely other town. It’s weird to move further away from your parents, and it’s even more weird to realize this only now. It’s weird to begin a whole new chapter in my life, a life that is entirely up to Frederik and I. Up until now, I never understood Frederik when he said it took him quite some courage to move from Bruges to the other side of the country. You never know what’s to come, right? But he also always said that ‘home is where the heart is’. So when we finally found our house, we instantly knew that was the place we were going to make our home from and lay our heart in.
As I’m hoping to (one day) make an inspiration out of our home, I’m sharing some first impressions. I hope you guys like them :).