I've mentioned it here before, but I divorced a few years back and lost my stepson, home, dog, career, friends, home, blah blah etc etc. I moved away and started fresh with $300, two garbage bags of clothes and my beloved '95 Chevy Silverado (still only has 70k original miles!)
Since then I've remarried and built a career while living in a tiny 900 sq ft apartment. Last year I got word that the rent on our apartment was going to skyrocket to $1,800 a month so I decided to build a house. In June I fit the last two pieces of the puzzle together as we moved into our new home and my (ex) stepson moved in with us. It took a while, but my life is better now than its ever been....and I never thought that could happen. I was more down than I ever knew a person could be for a long time.
It feels so good to have a home, I rarely ever leave anymore. Everything I have is right here and everyday is awesome. Hell, I rarely even go to BJJ anymore because I'm such a homebody now. Anyway, wanted to show off a few pics.