My sentimental side sometimes gets the best of me and lately it has been a battle.
When we put the for sale sign in the yard, exactly 5 years from the day that we moved in, my mind flooded with memories and my eyes filled with tears. I want to sell our home, I want to move on, I really feel like we are going after a dream and there will be no regrets. But the emotional connections we have to this home are strong and the memories here will never be forgotten. Since this dates back to my pre blogging days, I wanted to tell the story of how we made this house our home.
It all started with a boy and a girl who lived in a tiny house with two tiny children. We wanted to upgrade to a bigger home but we knew doing that would mean that I had to keep working a full-time job so we decided to stay in our under 1,000 sq ft home so I could be home with our girls.
Fast forward 3 months and 1 day later…
On May 22nd 2011 the unthinkable happened. Our city was split in two by a mile wide F-5 tornado, leaving us and 1/3 of our city homeless. In less than 10 minutes our entire world was flipped upside down. In the coming weeks and months we were left with so much to figure out. The only thing we felt sure of is that we wanted to help rebuild our city.
We tore down our home, purchased the lot next door to ours, and began dreaming. We dreamed and dreamed for months. We even found a photo of a home that we loved which ended up being the inspiration for the exterior of our home. Nearly 7 months later we finally began construction.
By the end of January, 2012 we had a dried in home and the construction moved on.
We picked paint color after paint color, flooring, tile, you name it. The process was fun, but exhausting.
I covered the door frames of our homes with scriptures that spoke to us during the super emotional time that followed the tornado.
Finally on April 26th, 11 months and 4 days later, we returned home. Moving couldn’t have been easier. With just a crib, a dresser, and some mattresses on the floor, it only took an hour. We had borrowed some things after the tornado but knowing we wanted to replace them we decided not to move them with us.
It was truly a new beginning for our family.
When I think about this house I will always and forever think about the goodness of God in our life, no matter where our home is.
I will think about a home that we never dreamed would be ours. I will think about the people who walked with us through such a dark season. And, I will think about God exceedingly and abundantly providing for us. The road to get to this photo was long, hard, and broken. But He used something so terrible to do so much good in our lives.
If I could go back and do it all over again,
I wouldn’t change a thing.
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