When Jason flew us to Nashville last October to house hunt, Jim and I were on a mission, yes, but it was also whirlwind mini-vacation. We’d talked long and hard about whether or not we should rent somewhere until we knew which Nashville suburb we wanted to live in, or whether or not we’d be willing to make a move on a great deal, if we were to stumble across one. I don’t think either of us truly expected to find a house in the 36 hours we were going to be traipsing across the Nashville metropolis with our realtor Wanda.
But, we did.
On Sunday, October 12, 2008, Wanda showed us our 23rd potential house, and we knew.
This was to be our home.
And the most miraculous thing happened, in just the last month.
Not only was it home, but it felt like home.
The last time we were in Ohio to visit family, I got homesick. For Tennessee.
I missed my friends. My neighbors. My trees. My house. My church. I wanted to go home.
So here you have it. An entire year later.
New paint. New lights, indoor and out. A few more flowers, a few less trees.
Home, sweet home.
8 comments:
Ah, I am so waiting for this day to happen for me! We moved a year ago to Oregon and still haven't found our church home--and I still miss California.
Not too bad that it only took a year. I've lived places for 5 years where it still didn't feel like home. We're home now though and it feels good!
Your home is lovely. What a blessing to find the perfect home in such a short time. Hugs, Marty
I love it when it just feels right.
We, Tennesseans, are glad you are here, too!
Guess what...now you can't leave us!!! We love you!
Yay!! I remember when I no longer pined to be in Toledo and that day was truly freeing. Glad Tennessee feels like home...I just wish it was a bit closer...
I understand totally...we moved to North Carolina in March and when we are in Ohio I am wanting to go home...just spent a month in Ohio because of our daughter and I missed my home, my church and the new little town we call home!
Laura Schnelker
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