Reclaiming Home: Trusting the Hands That Help Build

 Reclaiming Home: Trusting the Hands That Help Build It

There’s something sacred about reclaiming a space that once felt dull, detached, or temporary. For years, I’ve wrestled with the feeling that home could vanish at any moment. Maybe it’s the transient rhythm of military life or the echoes of past upheavals, but permanence has always unnerved me more than the unknown.

And yet, here I am, painting walls, choosing rich colors that speak to my soul, and trusting strangers—yes, strangers—with the sacred task of building my sanctuary.

This renovation is more than paint, trim, or layout. It’s about reclaiming presence. I chose to hire professionals this time. That alone was an act of trust. Trusting someone else to see your vision, to handle your memories with care, and to bring beauty into a space you hope will finally feel like yours.

I watched as Elite77 prepped, protected, and painted with a level of detail I didn’t know existed. They noticed what I overlooked. They cared about the corners, the curves, the tiniest flaws in the wall. With each brushstroke, my walls became less about what had been and more about what could be.

Choosing deep, moody colors was my way of grounding. A bold whisper that says: I’m allowed to take up space. I’m allowed to want beauty. I’m allowed to stay.

And maybe that’s the grit part—allowing ourselves to want, to hope, and to invest in a future we can’t fully control. But the softness? That’s in the peonies on the counter. In the way light dances across a newly painted wall. In the quiet moment of sitting down after chaos and realizing—this feels like me.

If you're in the middle of reclaiming your space, know this: it’s okay to need help. It’s okay to be afraid. It’s okay to cry when the plastic comes off the furniture and your breath catches because—this time, it’s different.

This time, you're building a home rooted in depth and layered in grace.