On the Friday night after we started looking with Terry, I saw a LOVELY yellow house listed. It wasn't a short sale and the listing indicated that they were priced to sell. Terry had an obligation the following morning and we had a soccer game for Peter, but we planned to go see the house as soon as possible - Saturday afternoon. One of our goals in our move was to be closer to family, and though we were trying to keep an open mind to do what was best for us, we really kept coming back to the idea that what was best for us WAS to be closer to family. We just love having easy access to the people that we enjoy sharing so much of our time with. This house was not only adorable and beautifully landscaped, but it was in the most ideal location of anything we had looked at. I was giddy over the possibilities! I nervously sat through the soccer game, showing pictures to my brother and sister (who each had a child on Peter's team) and anxiously waited for our chance to go see the house.
We went to see it and I was immediately in love. It was everything I had thought I wanted. It had great curb appeal and was just adorable. We LOVED the backyard with a large wooden deck and beautiful trees and paths around the house. There were some seemingly minor flaws to the house, but I couldn't acknowledge them - I was so set on wanting to buy it.
From the showing we went directly to Terry's office to write up an offer. We had burst a little above the price range we were shooting for, but we could still make it work. And for this house, we decided, it was worth it.
But the bad news came. An offer had been made - and accepted, that very morning. Still, we could try to be the back up offer because sales fell through all the time.
But the bad news came. An offer had been made - and accepted, that very morning. Still, we could try to be the back up offer because sales fell through all the time.
So that's what we did. We put in an offer on a house for the first time in our lives. It took a little while to get everything going. We had to put down earnest money and sign all the papers. Andrew was so nervous. I wasn't nervous at all - it didn't seem real since it was just a back up offer and I was positive I wanted this house if we could possibly have it.
I think this is when the prayers really started. I was extremely emotionally invested. There were things that were completely outside of my control. I wanted what was best for our family. And so I began to pray fervently that we would be able to progress with confidence and be able to be blessed with the house that Heavenly Father wanted us to have. I have such a strong belief that Heavenly Father leads us to different places in our lives and that His plan for us is always better than our own plan for us. I wanted to see His plan fulfilled in our lives and I knew that miracles could happen to make things work out exactly as they should.
The following Monday we learned that we had been accepted as the back up! That news felt like we were just one step closer to having His miracles fall into place for us. It was an exciting time and I just continued to pray my guts out. And while we waited for the situation to unfold, we continued to keep our eyes on the market and to go out looking at the houses that were available.
To be continued in Nevermind...

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