Like most people, we didn't make room in our dreams for cancer. And when it barged into our lives we didn't plan on it taking our little girl. At least not so soon. Follow this mom of four as she learns to live after child loss.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
We finally did it. Threw caution to the wind, checked our maturity at the door, and purchased a little ranch on six acres. Now, I don't want you to get the wrong idea. By ranch, I mean ranch home, not a ranch where we'd have to wear Wranglers, wrestle steers, and rope I don't know what. Nope, this 1,600-square-foot ranch is about as rustic as we can get. But still, we did it. Said goodbye to city life (OK, suburban life) and headed south where the air is fresh (most of the time), the space is open, and life is simple. And while our decision to ditch the life we've always known for the one we've always dreamed of didn't make a whole lot of sense to some, it made sense to us.
This blog, which I have every intention of updating as often as one husband, three kids, two frogs, one dog, and a half-dozen home improvement projects will allow, is dedicated to that dream.
Check out the totally cheesy pics from the day we closed.