Home For Sale By Owner. I never thought I would put that sign in front of my house. But I did. I put it in my front yard yesterday, in fact.
It’s a red and white sign that says For Sale By Owner. I added the Home part.
If you’re interested…it’s 1400 sq. ft., 3 bedrooms, 1.5 baths, dining room, updated kitchen, central heat & air, hardwood floors, lot size 51 ft. x 150 ft. That’s the house part…you have to add the love that makes it a home. I’m taking mine with me.
“All I ever wanted was a little white house with a white picket fence with two little boys to play in the yard”….that’s a line from a long, depressing poem I wrote several years ago. You don’t want to read the rest of the poem…I promise you that!
Anyway, it’s always been important to me to have a home where my children could be. Where they could play safely in their own yard, where they could splash in mud puddles and play with the water hose, where they could sit in their sandbox and have an afternoon snack of Graham crackers and purple Kool-Aid, where they could play in the living room in the evening after supper and then have a warm bath and a bedtime story before being tucked into bed.
That was my dream…always. And parts of it came true. I have precious memories of riding dinosaurs and digging in the dirt with my kids in our own backyard, of snuggling in the rocking chair to read a story.
But now…everyone is grown up and gone. My house is too big. I ramble around in it, going from room to room with no true purpose…looking for things I’ve lost. And my backyard seems awfully empty even though I attempt to raise vegetables and flowers back there.
So now… it’s Home For Sale By Owner. And that’s OK.
Things have changed. Life has changed. I have changed. And it’s time to let go of this dream and follow another one.
One thing I have learned in Life is that homes are not made of brick and mortar, boards and shingles. They are made of love. And home is always where your heart is. My heart doesn’t reside here now.
It’s time for a family to move into this house and make it their home. It’s time for some other family to hang their heart here. The welcome mat is out…and I’m waiting for them to arrive so I can hand them the key to the front door.
So now the sign in my front yard says it all…Home For Sale By Owner. I hope the new owners will love this place as much as I did.
(By the way…it’s time for this Grandma to get an RV and travel her dreams, so don’t worry about me! I’m just taking my heart on the road and will hang it somewhere else. )