Well, I just had to post a picture of our dream house. Oh, the sick stench of disappointment, sniff sniff. Everything was looking so promising. The builder had given us so many incentives it was hard to believe. But when it boiled right down to it the economy is what it is right now. Very, very scary!! Sadly today Mark and I felt the effects of it very personally. When the real estate agent came to list our current home we could not believe the price she suggested. It was insulting really. Unbelievable how much our home has dropped in value. We felt like we were being asked to just give it away. Needless to say we didn't like that idea at all and we've decided to stay put until hopefully, things get better. Sometimes not getting what you want reminds you of all the things that you do have and are thankful for. I'm very grateful that we have a house at all. I'm thankful for my nice laundry room, and our beautiful built-in book shelves, and for the island in my kitchen. I'm thankful for my dear sweet husband who put that island in just for me, cuz he knew that I had always wanted one. I'm thankful for my 5 healthy children who fill the walls of our home with love, joy, and laughter. And believe it or not, I'm even thankful for the unasked for reminder.
5 comments:
I loved your post! I've felt very personally the disappointment of not getting a home. Lot's of times I feel like Mary in the Secret Garden asking, "can I have a little spot of earth?"
Way to go on looking on the bright side. Aren't we spoiled? Children really are "the pearls we cannot buy".
I'm glad you can see the silver lining. We all have so much to be thankful for, and being able to recognize what really counts is a comfort and blessing. You already do have a beautiful home that Mark has spent a lot of time making very nice. Be patient and things will eventually work out.
I can relate too. But, count your blessings name them one by one. You will see just how much you really do have!
I can relate too. Remember the mini van we'll never get? I should be more thankful for my 13 year old car that sounds like a nitroglycerin tank blowing up the entire time we are driving it! I'm with you! I'm thankful for my sweat children--they certainly are the "pearls we cannont buy".
I love your house, even though I've only been in it once. I miss my cousins.
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