The House

....we almost bought. Is beautiful. This place is just oozing with character---full-length windows, stained glass, a trap door leading to the basement:), original staircase from 1920, original wood floors and so much more! What an adventure we had last week figuring all of this out---to buy or not to buy? When it came down to it, we are just wimps: a little afraid of raising kids on such a busy street right by a bus stop in a somewhat questionable neighborhood....I asked myself why I cared so much because I just want to believe that we are capable of living in a place that isn't blah suburbia where all the houses look the same and all the people look the same... But, for now, I guess, having little kids makes me way more cautious than I normally would be...if it was just Jason and I, we would have totally done it. I know people raise kids in the city all the time and in worse neighborhoods than this, but I will admit, I'm a spoiled middle-class girl who can't handle traffic noise. It's amazing what house-hunting brings out in a person and in a marriage:) Anyone know what I mean? We are sad that it didn't work out how we thought it would, but we know there's a house out there for us somewhere. And we're on the hunt:) Those of you that do...please pray. This is hard work and we want most of all (bedsides stained glass and trap-doors:) to live where God wants us to----where we can best love and serve those he brings into our lives: family, friends, neighbors and the greater community. Let the adventure begin! (below is a picture of the house we fell in love with from summertime---isn't it a beauty? And doesn't it look like this picture was taken out in the gorgeous countryside somewhere? I only wish. As Jason said..."This poor house is misplaced---all these windows with nothing to look at!!" How sadly ironic considering this house was definitely the first one in the neighborhood over 90 years ago, and, back then, there were rolling hills and forests to look at instead of garbage cans and junky cars and unkempt houses---reminds me of the book The Little House...a real tear-jerker---and I have certainly shed my share of tears over the real one:(