While brisk, Halloween was a great night. Every year brings more cousins and more noise, but what joyful noise it can be. We always go to my parents because the neighborhood is wonderful and simple to trick or treat in. Everyone is friendly and most people still leave their lights on in the hopes of seeing some costumed kids.
This year I opted to make Milly’s costume and purchase Xander’s. I spent a lot of hours on that Anna costume (I now realize that the basket makes her look a bit a la Little Red, but I forgot the candy buckets so we made due with what we had) but I really loved every minute of making it.
The night was fun but brought some mixed emotions for me. We took these pictures on the lot we have been planning to build on. I haven’t talked about our house situation in a while and it’s not that nothing has happened, it’s that everything unexpected has happened. Every step we’ve made has been nearly impossible, yet for some time we’ve managed to make things work, and I can’t tell you how many times we told ourselves this dream was over, only to come out on the other side, forging ahead.
I had no desire to build, but when we didn’t find a house to buy in our price range, I committed to building 120%. I spent hours scheming and dreaming, crunching numbers and collecting information for the bank and city. I put my whole heart into this adventure and it is with great disappoint that I tell you we are no longer building. Door after door continued to close, and although building a home had felt like the right thing to do, it slowly turned into something that felt off. Oh, I fought this feeling, believe me. My stubbornness wanted to stick it out regardless of my gut, but with age hopefully comes a bit of wisdom in that.
So where do we go from here? I’m not quite sure. There isn’t a whole lot on the market right now, and we don’t have as much to bring to the table after putting a great deal into the build. All I can do at this point is be thankful that we have somewhere to live for the time being and try to remember that it’s just a season of our lives.
I know we will be in our own home at some point, and God will provide more than I could imagine, but the interim is tough. Not being under the same roof as my kids and not having a home to call our own (and make our own) is wearing and causing quite a few growing pains – good in the long run, I know. I appreciate you hanging with me in this waiting period. I long for rooms to decorate and the chance to share my love of creating with you!