by Madeline Laughs
A few years ago we moved across the country from a 2500 square foot living space to a beach box that’s not even half as large. Then I took a year off from work and gutted the beach box from top to bottom. The house belongs to my mother in law, so it’s not even a place we can call our own, but we had no idea how long we’d be living in it, and wanted to be comfortable.
The stress of it all finally got the best of me and one afternoon while my husband and I were making sandwiches together, I complained mightily. He listened quietly until I finished and then he asked, “Do you like your life?”
It stopped me cold. Continue reading



