My daughter and her new husband are in the middle of house hunting. They were married in August and promptly had to find other housing. They found temporary housing and have several houses they are considering, but it looks doubtful they will close any time soon, so for the a few weeks, and the Christmas holidays, they are moving in.
Our soon-to-be-divorced son has lived here for a little over two years now, having been forced out of his own home. With the unemployment situation and support payments for the children, he had few options for housing. His three little girls visit very frequently, so much so that they have everything they need here, including beds, clothes, bikes, and toys.
Our doors are always open to our family. It gives my husband and I a good feeling to know that we can still provide stability for our ever expanding family. The up-side of all of this flux is as we have to move, reorganize, reposition our own possessions and clothing, we are able to avoid the pile-up of needless material things that gets other people in trouble. (My mother has a basement, storage room, garage and two sheds out back of her house, and every bit of it is full! Consider that since my father has died, she had given away/sold a considerable amount of this stuff.) Suffice to say, we will never be hoarders!
We have lived in our house since August of 1982. We moved in with three little boys, 2, 4, 6, then added a little girl in 1986. She is about to turn 25 years old on her New Years Day birthday. Two years after she was born we decided to get her out of our bedroom, so we built an addition to our house. At the time, we thought we had the most grand house. Needless to say, the house feels very small lately. But, as long as we can keep stuff from piling up, we'll always have room.
Today's objective was to make room for the Christmas tree! We will have a full house for the holidays.