I always dreamed of a decent backyard home and, more importantly, give my daughter a place where she could have a childhood.

I grew up in a time where kids would get together outdoors and ride bikes, play volleyball, climb trees, swim and do other outdoor activities.

 

One day, my husband and I were driving around Hagerstown and we were mesmerized by so many gorgeous homes sitting on big sized lots.

We saw a beautiful house with a for-sale sign in the front yard. It was a beautiful brick Victorian home, with large columns and a pretty large front yard.

I was so excited with the idea of owing a home, that I left the car and knocked at the door. No one answered and i peeked on the window just for a couple seconds.  That little tease through the window was more than enough to make me fall in love with it.

 

When i started to make my way back to my car, the owner of the house arrived and asked me if she could help.  I explained that i saw the sale sign on her lawn and me and my husband were interested.   She said the house was already under contract but she would gladly walk us through, just in case something happens.

 

The home was absolutely gorgeous.  Beautiful woodwork throughout the entire house. I don’t even remember how many fireplaces, but I know I saw one in every different room.  the basement was finished and it was a completely different house inside the same house. The backyard was big and I started visualizing the type of plants I could have there.  And through the entire house tour, between Wow, Wowzas, Ahhh, Ohhh,  the entire time i was thinking “this is my dream house for sure!”

Two weeks later my husband called the lady and she advised us the house had sold, and my heart sank.

 

Couple weeks later we were driving around Hagerstown on the same street again, and my mind was blown with so much beauty.  All I could think was “People who live in such houses are so blessed!!”  and my thoughts were frozen  when my husband yelled “Look at that house! And its for sale!”

My eyes glowed while I stared in disbelief.   That house was enchanted. It looked like something we would see in a Disney movie.

I knew in my heart that house was going to be mine. Its hard to explain, but my heart was beating so fast for all my excitement.

 

I asked my husband to knock at the door and ask the owner if she could give us a tour.  A young man opened the door and in a very polite and friendly way told us to call the broker and provide the bank approval. Needless to say, as soon as my husband was back in the car, he was already calling.

I couldn’t sleep until the day of the showing, and i could not sleep until the day of the closing. Sometimes I cant believe I live here.

This place is better than any dream that i have ever had. Its truly a doll house.  Its not a mansion and its not small as an egg. its just perfect. The right size. I love the way the house is designed. Very warm and cozy. Every room is very distinct without being huge or fancy.

Of course, every day I am thankful for the neighbors who bought the other house before us.  My house suits us perfectly, and its so much better than my dream home. In fact i never ever thought i would one day own a house like mine. Now i understand the meaning of home sweet home. God is good!!