Dreaming of a house

Growing up On the poor side in CA I always wished I could live in a big house like “all the others”.

With hard work $$ and a great husband .... at 32...

We got this house. It’s not a Beverly Hills mansion but it’s my fixer upper .. all ours

As strange as it sounds, I feel like I have a base , a foundation now. I am so grateful to God that I am able to give my baby girl more than I ever had. (Material and emotional)

That’s a real American dream for me.