Today we close on our house. Yesterday we said goodbye.
We put the For Sale sign in the yard 6 days before Thanksgiving. It was a Saturday. On Sunday, they came to see it. On Tuesday, they made an offer. On Wednesday, we had papers all signed and sealed. On Thursday, we had lots to be thankful for.
A sweet, undeserved gift is the only way to describe our house selling experience. Not at all how I had planned or hoped. I didn’t want to keep it show-ready-clean with my two rug rats running wild. But I also didn’t want to let go so quickly.
I have seen again that God’s timing is good because it comes with his strength and his grace and his mercies.
Yesterday, at the wise advice of a friend, we took the boys to the house one last time. Before she suggested it, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with all of this. Do you let them see the emptiness? Will they be sad? Or will it help them understand? Can they even understand ANY of this?
I’m glad we did it. The day before Rush had asked Billy when we were going home to our real home. It was good for him to see it empty and waiting for the new owners. He asked what they would sleep on or play with since there are no beds or toys for them. Finn checked all the closets looking for Rush’s bowling set – saying, “Bowling? Bowling? Bowling?”