done deal.

As of 3:30 yesterday afternoon, our first owned home in Kansas now belongs to someone else.

I may or may not have shed a tear.

(whyyy do I get so attached to things?)

...but in my defense, that house holds a lot of really great memories for me.

It was our first big HUGE purchase as a married couple.

That prompted several projects around the house. 

(i.e. tearing down excessive amounts of wallpaper...I mean, we tore wallpaper off of WALLPAPER, people.) 

It was the first home where friends could come hang out on a Friday or Saturday evening, 

eat some food, 

play some bags in the backyard, 

and relax on the deck.

 

It was the first home we brought our new baby boy to.

His bedroom will forever hold a special place in my heart...

a lot of love and hard work went into making that room just right for his arrival, so thank you to the grandparents who so generously gave of their time, energy, and resources.

I could ramble on and on about the memories made there, but I'll spare you 

(aside from the fact that I've already posted at least once, maybe even twice about this house). 

All that to say, trying to sell said house has been a long road.

An extremely long, dark, winding, terrifying road.

Poor Michael had to deal with an emotional mess probably more than he'd like. 

Money was tight.

Stress was high. 

I would lay awake countless hours at night, trying to talk myself into getting a job, when really all I wanted (and felt led to do) was stay home and raise our sweet boy.

Michael felt that way too.

I owe so many thanks to my friends and family who kept reassuring me that I was (and am) exactly where I needed to be.

You don't realize just how important your words were, 

and are, 

to me. 

The good Lord taught Michael and I so much.

SO so much.

He taught us patience,

perseverance,

how to trust,

how to communicate and lean on Him,

and most importantly,

that He always has a plan.

It may not go how we want it to go,

but in the end,

it's perfect.

Our house was supposed to close on December 6th, until we received a call from our realtor on December 3rd telling us the closing got bumped to December 4th.

Michael's birthday.

God has a sense of humor like that...

and what a great birthday present it was! 

Now I will look on to what lies ahead for us in our new town,

with our new house.

New memories will be made here 

and when the time comes to sell this house?

I'll most likely be an emotional mess all over again.      

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