After months and
months of searching. After
disappointment in the options and heartbreak when something viable didn’t work
out. After prayers and planning and
stress and fear. After a five year
struggle to rid my life of evil and reestablish a place of peace and love. And with the love and support of family and
friends. I BOUGHT A HOUSE!!!
It’s a beautiful, little 1930’s tudor style in a cute neighborhood
not too far from where we are now. To be
honest, I didn’t love it from the pictures on the listing. My parents saw it during an open house while
I was at Girl Scout camp with Eva. They
fell in love. I was pretty sure I wouldn’t.
It just didn’t seem big enough.
But then I walked in the front door. It immediately felt like home. From the charm to space to the privacy fenced
back yard, I knew this was it! I’ve always
heard that when it’s right you’ll know, but I wasn’t sure I believed it. That is until I walked into this house…soon
to be our new home.
The inspection turned out beautifully. My inspector, a family friend, was blown away
by how great of shape the house was in.
With it being 80 years old, I was a little nervous. But the current owners did a great job of
rehabbing and upgrading while still maintaining the original character and charm
of the house.
I still have to finalize the mortgage. I’m meeting with a housing counselor today
for assistance with the down payment. My
parents have been amazing in making sure I have the funds needed to buy my
dream home. They have also been on the
hunt for new furniture so that we can truly have a fresh start.
There have been so many good things happening in my life recently. For that, I am truly grateful to the Lord.
