In the past few years, I have been bouncing around living in "someone else's home." Whether it was an apartment I was renting or a partner's home I was sharing, it has never been "mine." I have rambled on (in this column) about landscaping and remodeling projects, but they honestly never felt like work I was doing on my own home.

There really is something to owning your own place. When I built my home in Lincoln, I had never felt a more calming sense of home ownership. Although I knew I was going to sell, it was truly mine and that feeling of "home" was crystal clear. But what exactly does "home" mean?

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