creativity doesn't wait for that perfect moment. it fashions it's own perfect moments out of ordinary ones.
I wanted to be a homeowner for a long time before it finely happened, but when it did, it was more perfect that I could ever have imagined.
I had come to a place in my life where I felt like I was about to explode from bottled up creativity. I felt like having my own space would give me an outlet for all this pent-up energy.
I made a list of things that were important to me in a house, and just like everything else in my life did my best to turn it over to a higher power.
We looked at a variety of places in a variety of locations, but nothing felt quite right for us.
Month after month passed by.
Then out of nowhere a couple places came up that sparked our interest.
We decided to make an offer on a larger house about a half hour away from where we currently lived.
The evening before we were going to put in our offer, a listing popped up for a little condo located in the same complex we currently lived in.
Not thinking much of it, we decided it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
I didn’t think I was going to like the place, because it was almost the same layout as the place we were currently renting.
As I walked into the condo (our home) I was very surprised.
Even though it was pretty much the same space, it had some major differences. It was a corner unit located on a higher level with gorgeous views of the mountains on two sides and light erupting through them.
Light is something that was critically important to both my husband and me.
It hadn’t been touched since the 70’s but being a designer, I could see potential lurking in every corner.
It was a lot smaller than what we envisioned buying, but it also made more sense financially.
It felt right for us. We decided to make an offer immediately.
There were eight offers put in including ours the next day. Two of them were cash offers.
Ours was accepted.
When something is right and meant to be, it seems that nothing can stop it from happening.
We spent the first few months gutting the place and loving every second of it.
One massive blessing that happened to us during this process was as we were looking for someone to build our cabinets for us. We struggled to find anyone willing to take on our project because it was so small, and then we found Tim.
After taking a look at our kitchen, and asking a bunch of questions, he said he was really busy at the time, but would we like to use his wood shop (and with his guidance) build our own cabinets.
We were pretty shocked that a stranger had just made such a kind offer, but we immediately jumped on the offer.
That was almost two years ago now and we have built our entire kitchen ourselves plus our bathroom vanity, TV stand, Shelves and much more. (for a tiny fraction of the price it would have cost us to have them built)
Tim has become a great friend, and we will never forget his kindness and the amazing blessing of getting to custom build all of our own furniture.
a sudden slightly shrill scream escaped from me as the man ran in front of our cab after being picked up from the Cairo airport.
We were speeding along the freeway when it happened, and I having never experienced anything like it before, thought it was a crazy man that just about lost his life.
When it happened several more times before arriving at the hotel, I realized I was wrong.
This is a post written by Elizabeth Gilbert that I stumbled upon a while back. It brought me to tears and has changed the way I look at my life.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
If you have experienced infertility, then chances are you have experienced huge uncertainty.
Like me you have probably found yourself on a roller coaster of endless cycles of uncertainty and fear.
I’m known in my family for being a go-getter. I’ve been known to put myself through a LOT of self-induced stress while trying to accomplish a goal I have fixed my sight on.
For my first experience of India it would have been smart to choose a nice quiet, clean, touristy destination. (Wait does that exist?)
We arrived into Kolkata very late in the night, but thankfully found a willing taxi driver quickly.
This is a post I wrote a few years ago, when I was still hoping for and dead set on a natural pregnancy.
It was a phase or a stage of my journey that I needed to go through.
For a long time I felt like I was supposed to conceive naturally, and that because I didn’t I had failed.