In 2016, I intend on letting go even more, scrutinizing my belongings and releasing anything that is not practical, pleasing or precious to me and our home.
The other day I thought about how empty nest kind of sounds like emptiness. In lieu of that expression and now its connotation I can’t get out of my head, I am deciding not to call it that anymore. Our home is not devoid of love nor is it hollow.
Maybe we could call it our cozy corner? Or, adult refuge or snug sanctuary?
What do you think? Any cute suggestions?