I feel like that about the first house I fell in love with, and wanted to live in.
I wanted it so bad I could taste it. I hoped, wished, prayed, and waited. And not getting that house made me feel bitter for a day or so.
However, I am lucky and we have a really good realtor who has found me another house to love.
I am lucky that she has read my heart and soul, and seems to understand and know just what I need from the house I want to make into a home for my family.
I am lucky that on this pathway there are many options and routes to follow. Places to wander and wonder at the grace and love shown to me in this life.
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