We found you when we were desperate. You came to us at a time that we had so many anxieties. We were young and expecting our first baby and in a fury to find a place to call our home. I have always loved dealing with female realtors (no offense to the male ones, you rock too) but I always find that the mommy realtors understand the term ‘home’ in a whole different way. Our realtor was an angel, she found you so quickly and guided us to you.

When we found you, you were empty, overgrown, painted an imaginable peach colour and quite frankly looked sad. But I saw you, I saw you for what you could be – home.

We didn’t have much money – Sean was just out of the military going back to school, the baby was a new part to the plan. I had just finished my masters with a load of student debt and a part time job.

But things began to fall in to place – the job at the credit union taught me how to balance a budget and live off of spaghetti and love. Family helped us, whether it was financially or by giving us their time.

Overtime our circumstances changed, two amazing jobs – one for myself and one for my hubby fell into our laps and we invested in you.

We made you beautiful, we spent weekends making you the most perfect home. We brought all of our babies’ home to you. You were unwavering. We made amazing meals in your kitchen, laughed in your living room, splashed in your bathtub, and opened presents from Santa in front of your fireplace.

For you I am grateful, I will never forget you, the memories that you have blessed us with I thank you for.

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