Recently, I have been in need of my home to reflect the heart of me. Since the flood we have been under construction. I am ready to really live in my house. I want my photos and paintings on my walls. My plaques and nicknacks out on display. I want my home to match my heart. I dont feel like I live here. Its like a motel room that I am staying at, living out of a suitcase. I dont feel like my roots are planted. I am a flower out in search for a plot of land to dwell on. I want it!