Thursday, June 2, 2011

Just like that.

To quote Oprah's prodigy... Mister Nate Berkus. 'Your home should tell the story of who you are and more importantly who you want to become. It should rise up to greet you each and every day.'

The house was listed Friday night. It took five days. We are under contract. Did you hear that? WE ARE UNDER CONTRACT!!!


My head is spinning. I don't really know where to start.

It was meant to be.

I am so grateful. So thankful. Feel so blessed. In this economy, in this housing market, to sell a house that fast, not lose our asses, and to get to move on. It's priceless. I am thanking all of those powers that be. You know, God, Buddha, John Smith, the Dali Lama....

It was meant to be.

We are supposed to be there. We are supposed to be in Tampa. If that wasn't clear before, it is now.

The people who are buying the house were the first ones to see it. They have three kids who they are foster and adoptive parents to. They love our house. I love that they love our house.

Cause this was our first house. Cause we put a lot of blood, sweat and tears in it. Cause we love it. Cause we brought our babies home from the hospital to this house. Cause it's home. Cause it's memories.

I want it to be filled with the love we fill it with. And it will be.

And more than that? We can be a family again, soon. Sooner rather than later.

The Best part? Blessed. Lucky. Pinching ourselves.

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