Home Sweet Home
Shortly before I left for an extended business trip, my son and his fiancé put an offer on their first home. I’m guessing many would have had some of the same emotions as I felt. When my son first told me they would be looking for a house, I was both excited for him, yet somehow sad for me. I’m not sure sad is the word I would use to describe the situation, but I know sadness filled my heart with the thought of his soon-to-be empty room.
The two of them had in their minds what was non-negotiable, and within a short amount of time put an offer on a house. There happened to be a bidding war, and wisely they set a limit on how far they would go. As I listened to a few negotiations that went back and forth between them and their real estate agent, I was tickled how Andrew held his ground. His fiancé had her heart set on the house, and without raising his voice stated they wouldn’t be going over what they had decided together earlier in the day. She was speaking from the heart and he was speaking logically from his head. I probably would have been speaking from my heart too……you know how us women can be….LOL. Anyhow, I was delighted to hear his common sense speaking loud and clear…..that boy was right.
As you may of expected, they lost the house, and realized something better for them was waiting around the corner. While heading to an appointment on another open house, their agent called to say they would need to meet later. In the meantime, by happenstance, they saw an open house and decided to check it out. They fell in love with this place, that as if by magic, appeared.
When Andrew told me about the house he was so excited, it far exceeded the one they lost. He told me he also felt like throwing up once they made a solid offer. I commented it is a normal reaction for any first time home buyer; I know it was for me. After a few negotiations, it resulted in a happy ending, and the offer was accepted.
I was able to see the house before my business trip, and felt bad I couldn’t help once they closed. This past weekend he called me on the spur of the moment, and asked if I was free to come to dinner, along with his cousin, sister, and her friend.
Prior to the purchase, the house wasn’t visible from the road, due to overgrown brush and trees. As I pulled into the long driveway, I could see a darling cottage style house peeking through the trees; much of the overgrown brush had been removed. I felt such happiness for my son and his fiancé as their first home together was warmly lit up, and I could see them working together inside. They had done a wonderful job over the last month with their little cozy cottage in the woods.
As they worked together to put a thoughtful and delicious meal on the table, it was apparent their love for each other, and their new little nest they call home sweet home. The feeling I had as I left that evening was pride and love. I could see my son’s desire to be a good provider, and it made my heart fill with joy. He’s a good man, and I thank God for choosing me to be his mama.
xoxox…..Sheryl