I caught my house on fire with my fireplace, plus it was the scariest experience of my life.

I honestly miss my fireplace, however there is no way that I will ever have one again, then when I was a young girl, I used to dream of my forever home.

I wanted a massive farmhouse, plus I regularly wanted a fireplace. I thought it was so appealing watching boys break firewood, so I wanted my future hubby to break firewood for me. My dream became a relativity when I married my soulmate, Josh. He is the sweetest guy that I have ever met, plus he absolutely is the best hubby ever, even though I have grown up plus matured a bit, I have to divulge that I still feel it is super appealing when my hubby chops firewood. He jokes with me all of the time about it. If we ever have a little fight, he teases me plus says that he is going to split some firewood so that I won’t be made at him anymore. Sadly, it would genuinely work, now that we don’t have a fireplace anymore, I am going to figure out another reason for him to split firewood. I desperately miss having a fireplace though. It was all my fault that it caught the house on fire. I am the one who put the wood in the fireplace the night that everything happened. I feel I was overly tired, plus I just stacked the wood in there not even thinking twice about how I stacked it, but a piece of wood ended up falling out of the fireplace, plus it caught the kitchen on fire. The fire spread through most of the downstairs before we realized that there was a fire. It was terrible.
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