we had been married for a year and a half.
brent accepted a job in my hometown, so we immediately starting looking at apartments to rent.
we were surprised to find out how much rent was and realized quickly a mortgage would be far less and would build equity.
the icing on the cake was the first time homebuyer's incentive. this allowed us the ability to have a down payment.
our home has been completely and absolutely wonderful. so here is my sappy post about our very first home.
we've hosted lots of birthday parties and family gatherings.
this house isn't very big. but one of my favorite things was having lots of people jammed into the kitchen and living room. kids laughing in the front room, every toy dumped out.
brent and i spending an hour after everyone was gone and the kids were asleep doing dishes and putting things away. remnants of a time well spent with friends and family.
when we moved in, the front room blinds were FLITHY. to this day i still don't understand how they got so dirty. but they were long and custom length so it would have been expensive to replace them. so my best friend and i spent hours cleaning each and every blind by hand until they sparkled. thanks, rach :) after 6 years they still aren't as dirty as they were when we moved in.
we started in this house as a family of three, our only child being a fluffy feline named milo.
but only a short 2 years later, we became a family of 4...
when we brought our first baby home. this house felt suddenly smaller. many baby things and toys and cries. we learned every creak of the old wood floors. we found new things to argue about, but new evidence of the Lord's continued provision and blessings.
we hosted tournaments in the back yard. BBQ's and talks around the fire pit.
i can remember having late night talks with brent around the fire on the deck. "where do you see us in 5 years...when should we have another kid?" those talks were my favorite. discussing our way onto the same page. learning each others hopes and desires for the future.
and then another short 3 years later, we brought our daughter into our home.
and it got even smaller.
but our hearts grew larger and reality set in: our starter home was just that, a place to start.
to start our family. to start new friendships.
a place to learn new things.
like how to rip up carpet, sand floors and stain them. i did not learn this, but my wonderful husband did.
a place for accidents with the lawn mower.
a place where you realize your first baby, the one who was in the home from the start, is at the end of his life.
we had to put milo down while we lived in this house. the house that had been full of cat hair, and hair balls, and kitty litter in the basement. suddenly it felt quieter. and we had a couple of sad kiddos.
quiet christmas mornings while caden tore through his presents and money bread baked in the oven. new toys all over and we looked around wondering where in the world it would all go.
but it's always been a place of comfort. a home. so much more than walls and a roof. a place where our marriage went through really rough patches, but was always redeemed.
tears were shed, but more often laughter was heard. i spent time on my knees in prayer, and time dancing with joy in the living room.
i cooked amazing dinners, and burnt some horrible dishes. the kitchen was my favorite room.
i don't like change. i never have and i can't imagine i'll ever be a fan.
and this change is the ultimate bittersweet. bitter to leave the place of so many firsts. but sweet to know the next place will hold so many more firsts.
bitter to close a door on a chapter than held so many memories. but sweet to look forward to even richer blessings in our future home.
we knew this home wasn't forever. but the Lord knew it was exactly the right home for us the past 6 years. the absolute perfect home for us.





































































