So the other day I opened my email and I was feeling really popular because I had so many messages. Then I deleted all the spam and I realized I was just popular with Bath and Body Works, American Airlines and Pier 1. Wah wahhhh. But there was one email left. And little did I know, it was going to be very special.
Let me start at the beginning. So we’ve lived in our house for over ten years now. We’ve done a lot of work on it, and now we’re at a point where we need to do more. Like we HAVE to. And we’re sitting here debating whether we should do the work or whether a different house might be a better choice. We’re on the cusp.
Pros of staying here:
I LOVE LOVE LOVVVVE our house. Like I know it’s a 1960s split level, but I love it. We’ve lived her since Zoey was tiny, Holden was born here (not literally, I’m an epidural in the hospital kinda gal), our kitchen is my favorite room in the world, and our neighbors in every direction are amazing. Seriously, the amount of nostalgia I have for this house is off the charts.
Cons of staying here:
Some pretty major work has to be done and we have to decide whether it’s financially prudent. Two of the most boring words in the English language.
And every day I go back and forth. Like one day I’m combing realtor.com. And the next day I’m picturing my grandchildren visiting me here one day.
Anyways, I’m sure you’re like WHAT was the email you received?!
It was from a stranger. A mom. Apparently she had been feeling nostalgic during the holidays and she started looking up her old houses on the Internet. And one of those houses was ours. She didn’t just find the typical realtor pictures. She found pages and pages of pictures from my blog. She got to see the family that moved in, the babies that were raised here, and most of all the love another family found inside the same house her family once lived in.
And then she did something amazing. She looked for my email address and sent me a message filled with the most awesome pictures of her family growing up here too. They had a baby here, they raised a boy here, and they redid the kitchen just like us. As I sat there looking at her photos and tearing up, I couldn’t help but notice how her pictures were so similar to the ones I’d taken of my kids in the same exact places.
Washing our newborns in the same kitchen sink.
Making our kiddos smile in front of the same front door.
Feeding them snacks in front of the same kitchen hutch.
And starting new traditions in the same living room.
She and I spoke back and forth about OUR house and how it was the place both our families started. Where so much love happened and so much nostalgia began.
I’m not sure whether we’ll stay in this house or not, but her pictures helped me realize that either way it’s a win-win. If we stay, we’ll just build more love and nostalgia here. And if we go, then some other family will move in and make it their home. They might have babies here, they might raise children here, they might adopt a dog that’ll run around the backyard just like ours. Good chance they’ll redo the bathrooms and paint the rooms different colors, but that stuff doesn’t really matter. Someday, whether it’s soon or many years from now, another family will love this house. And once again, this house will love them back.
One thing’s for sure. If we ever move (big IF), I’ll make sure to drop some pictures off in the mailbox, so they can see that they didn’t just buy a house. They bought a home. A very special home.
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