We have found a house. It is nice, not perfect, but nice. It is a short walk away from a wonderful park and it is located in central Phoenix. We are in love with the neighborhood, the location. We are also quite taken with the house.
The process of trying to buy the house is another matter. It has been awful. I have cried – more than once. We have convinced ourselves to walk away, but we can’t quite bring ourselves to do it. We are staring down the last hurdle in a long line of maddening hurdles. We will know if the house is ours either late this week or early next.
Today we loaded up the dog and the kids, hooked Carter’s bike to the bike rack and drove to the park that both Husband and I secretly consider our future neighborhood park. We have not verbalized that the park is ours, the neighborhood is ours, the house is ours. What if it is too much to ask? What if it does not come to be?
As we entered the park, I paused in the shade of a small tree and happened to look up. This is what I saw.
A nest in a tree.
I am ready to move from this apartment, this temporary dwelling, to have a nest to call my own, our own.
keeping my fingers crossed–I hope this was a sign…….
Me too, me too…
I hope you find it
I hope we have found it and it is smooth sailing from here.
I hope the house is yours. 🙂
So do I! I am almost too scared to get the news.
I hope it all works out for you and your family! I think the nest is definitely a sign that you will be getting your new home.
I sure hope so. We should fine out one way or the other in the 28th. Fingers crossed!