Entry 28: Good Things Come In...

Most people would answer threes.  Good things come in threes. Over the last two days for me good things come in too many to count. As you know I listed my house on Thursday.  On Wednesday I went to look at two houses I was interested in. I was anxious to go but also know myself too well. I didn't want to fall in love with the house before I was able to make an offer on it. Of course, I did fall in love with one too soon.  I just kept telling myself if it was meant to be, it would still be on the market when I was ready to put in an offer.

Thursday morning my house listed at 8am.  This felt bittersweet. It is what we have wanted for a long while but I do feel attached to the house and again we love our neighbors. Here is what they thought about the sign going up! [This does not reflect how we feel about the company. Just the thought of not being neighbors.]  Ha!  Thank goodness mom was in town because at 11am someone wanted to come look at it. Mom busted her butt to get it show ready and drove around with my three crazy dogs in the car for over and hour. Well guess what?!?! They loved it and put in an offer.  AN OFFER! The day it was listed we had an offer!!!!!!!  I may or may have gotten teary-eyed when I got a text from the realtor.  How could you not. Day one....has to be God. So let's count mom being here as good thing number one because of course my mom is number one and the offer as good thing number two.

So after seeing my sweet 8th graders graduate on Thursday I went to the realtor's office. He asked me what I wanted to do.  Now let's talk about making adult decisions. Most the time, the fact now that I make all my decisions and don't have to pass them by anyone is a new freedom that has been nice. I basically get to do what I want all the time. However, there are times when you want your partner to help make decisions. Like when Bella was sick and I was being cheap financially responsible and didn't know whether or not to take her to the emergency vet. I needed Brian's input. Now I am sitting across from the realtor with an offer on the table and him asking me what I want to do. So even though I couldn't look over at Brian and discuss, I just felt this has to be a God thing. Who sells their house in three hours?!?!  So we decided to make an offer on the house I loved and if they accepted, I would accept.  So let's count the offer as good thing number three.

Friday, the last day of school, we waited. We waited to see if our offer would be accepted. In the meantime, I received two of the most thoughtful gifts.  This first one is from a student that I love. She is so special and the gift meant so much.  I love all my students and this year I couldn't be more thankful for the ones who had to be there as I experienced my grief. Can't help but think this is a God thing as well.

I come back to my classroom after taking the kids outside and there is this bag sitting on my desk.  My sweet friend Tracie left me this prize.  The bracelet says Be Brave.  Not only is the bracelet amazing, I can be reminded to be brave like when I have to make adult decisions alone, but it also included a donation to Accelerate Brian Cancer Cure. How special right?!  So what number are we on now? Good thing four and good thing five.

 

 Seriously, God is amazing. My friends are amazing. My family is amazing. My life is amazing.  We are just missing that one amazing piece.  In the afternoon, it was official, the offer I put in was accepted and I accepted the offer being made on my house. Good thing six. There are still many things such as inspections and such that have to fall into place to make this a done deal, but if it's meant to be it will be. Good thing seven was a nice cook out with my framily who I have been missing.  Then as I headed home from that, my bestie in Colorado, Lindsey asked me if I had checked my mail. Don't tell my mom and dad, but I hadn't checked the mail in several days. You won't believe what we got.  The missing piece in all of this happiness is our Daddy. Well here he is. Lindsey used one of Brian's shirts to make a dress for Harper. Simply incredible.  Here is our piece of Daddy getting to be worn by the sweet child we made. Good thing eight. Good things for us come in eights.  It's hard not to believe that God knows our prayers and answers them. It's hard not to think that Brian is up there rejoicing because this is what he would want. Many people have said I deserve the good things coming. Even though I know that I don't deserve them, God provides. So instead of keeping my house impeccably clean and shuttling my dogs in the car for a million showings this weekend, I will try to be the good things in other people's lives. I will also go to the gym, maybe visit Brian's grave to talk out the decisions, hang out with friends, go to Mya's dance recital, go to church, and take a trip to Disney because after all, Harper NEEDS to see princesses.  Most of all I will continue to feel grateful for the good things in my life.