As of Friday, we’re celebrating having lived at Headquarters for one year.
I remember sleeping here our first night, in sleeping bags on the living room floor, feeling dwarfed by the silence and the darkness of the night out of reach of cities. I remember K having the stomach flu and our cats freaking out and the increasingly bad snowstorm all experienced in the car on the trip from Illinois out to to Iowa with all of our stuff. I remember the long months without a shower before we put one in. I remember feeling like I could never get used to cold Midwest winters again.
We’ve come a long way.