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The Closing


Today was the day. Closing Day. It is surreal as I sit and look over the pictures and think of the memories made in this ugly little white house. We put the house on the market For Sale By Owner and in just 50 days had an offer, we accepted, and today we closed. The Lord has been so good to me and my little family. Much laughter and tears filled this home; today is indeed a bittersweet day.


This was our first Christmas in the house (2008)
 
 
Easter 2009
 

In March 2010, we brought Miss Addison home.
 

 
Do you see how young Chandler was? Oh my, look at that smile!
 


 

Easter 2011
 

The boys first Turkey Kill (2012)
 
 
These babies grew up here; 7 1/2 years is a life time to a child.
 

Christmas 2013
 

Our love grew strong in this house, we were well past the newlywed years and had already seen some tough times. I learned during these years what kind of man I married, and am more thankful than words can say.
 

The boys, my Mom and I ran our first ever 5k a few years back (oh how we should treasure the days of good health, they don't last forever).
 

 
As I write this, I can hear laughter in the basement as the kiddos play hide n seek in the dark. My two boys were saved and baptized while living in this house, my girl was born. Now, we close this chapter on our life with the unknown just ahead. I wonder what the next 7 1/2 years will look like? I wonder what joys and heartaches are ahead? Sometimes the fear is great, oh but "greater is he that is in me than he that is in the world." I am so very thankful that even though I don't know what tomorrow holds, I know who holds it!
 

 
We sure did love our ugly white/green house. :-)
 



 
 


 


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