January 21, 2014

And here, I feel home.

Years ago, as we prepared for our move to this sleepy little town a world away from our forever home, I asked a friend who was living here if he could recommend any team apartments for our family. He suggested this place. At the time, all we knew was that it was across the street from the train station and the grocery store.

It's hit or miss with team apartments and that's the way it is no matter where you go. We have lived in apartments I prefer to forget and we have lived in beautiful apartments that I never wanted to leave behind. But they all have one thing in common: most of the furnishings that fill the apartment don't belong to us. They belong to the team. They are things that other families have used and loved and left behind that we have inherited.

When we arrived, I literally dropped my bags, collapsed, and passed out on our bed, which at the time was covered in hot pink and blue paisley print sheets. Those had to go. The next morning I wandered through the apartment, checking everything out. The team had done their best (a great job, in my opinion) to give us everything we might need, and then some. Still, it was very um ... old-school German (is that a thing?). Curtains only an Oma could love. Fake plants everywhere. I promptly returned those to the team storage facility. Most of them, anyway. I kept a few because when I catch a glimpse of them as I enter or leave a room, they make me laugh and remind me of our first day here. The cutlery was a hodgepodge. No two plates were the same. None of the furniture matched. It was well loved, much of it on its last leg.

Three years in and it still isn't much to look at. There is little room for company. No bells and whistles. It is dated and nothing inside matches. It is humble, to say the least. But Linden's earliest memories of home will be here. When we left the hospital last year, this is where we brought Calder. This is where our family found stability and comfort and love and ... each other.

After six years of living the hockey life, 'home' to me isn't really a place anymore. It's a feeling. And here, I feel home.  

Willkommen.


Apartment Tour by Slidely Slideshow

14 comments:

  1. It looks really nice! But I understand what you mean about home being a feeling. That's how I feel too. We have our home but I feel that I can make a home anywhere as long as I have my family with me.

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  2. This post makes my heart smile so big <3<3

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  3. Thank you! It's really a very nice team apartment, and we have felt lucky to be living in it from day one. In the beginning, I thought that hanging photos and buying all kinds of silly things would make it feel more like home but over time, I have realized that it's the memories we have made here as a family that make it feel like home. Exactly as you said. Thank you so much for stopping by and for leaving a note! I hope you'll come back! xo

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  4. I watch a LOT of House Hunters International.. to have both a Bath Tub and a Shower in Germany is RARE.. :-) Glad you found ways to make it comfortable and your own.

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  5. Oh my gosh, it was the first thing that I noticed! I love the bathroom. It's been awesome to have a large tub, especially for the boys. I also love the low, HUGE mirror in the bathroom. I've seen so many small, high bathroom mirrors. They don't work for the littles like me!

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  6. So awesome. Thanks for letting us into your home. :)

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  7. Thank you for stopping by! You're so welcome. I really can't believe it's taken me this long to open the doors to everyone. Haha!

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  8. I repeat, home is wherever I am! ;)

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  9. I love the living room!

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  10. Me too! I am obsessed with the sunlight - definitely my mother's daughter. Thank you for stopping by!

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  11. I absolutely love this post! We have lived in some crazy apartments with crazy decor! It is fun to add our own things to everyone else over the years! Oh what a journey we live!

    XO, Brooke

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  12. Oh thanks! I was a little weary of opening our doors to the world but I love seeing where other expats live, or how they live. Definitely a journey ... thank you so much for stopping by Brooke! xo

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