Home Sales

This is the first time I've ever sold my home.

Sure, we moved when I was a kid. Each house was my home, and we sold each house. But the sale was all in my parents' hands. I was busy dealing with the trauma and excitement of MOVING. This time, along with MOVING, I'm also selling my home.

When we decided to buy a house, I wasn't fully on board. Everyone said "buying a house is a great investment" and "interest rates are so low, you'd be a fool not to buy now." So we searched. But I told Dave that I was only interested in buying a house if I fell in love with it.

I fell in love.

And 6 years later, I still love my house. It's expanded from the home of a young couple into a home with a dog and two children. It's grown a retaining wall in the front and a brick patio in the back. We've painted every room and placed the perfect curtains and artwork. This is my home and I love it.

And selling my home is so demoralizing. I think I will be like this as a parent, as well. When my daughter isn't invited to the cool kid's birthday party, I'll hurt for her. When people tour my house, and decide not to buy it, I'm sad. This is a beautiful house, I want to tell them. How could you not fall in love with it?