We debated knocking out a wall to open the kitchen. For weeks we worried about dust, cost, and mess. The day demolition started, I genuinely questioned my sanity.
But once light poured into the space and conversations finally flowed between rooms, everything made sense. Meals became social again. The house felt connected.
Big risks sometimes require trust.
Conclusion: Some renovations feel scary in the middle but worth it when the vision finally comes together.
