Our house is on the market and nothing is happening…

So I’m writing a letter of what I really want to say when someone comes to visit.

Dear potential house buyer,

I hope when you walk into our home you will love it as much as we do. That you’ll see the potential, the beauty that lives in the history of these walls. That you won’t notice the cracks and the leaks and instead see a place for you and your loved ones to grow.

That instead of complaining about the busy road outside, you’ll see the delicious park opposite as a guide to the seasons changing and an extension of this home, as we often call the park our front garden, as all year round it brings delight and adventure.

That the sound of the buses passing by will eventually go unnoticed and the bus stop out front will be seen as a blessing on a rainy day, because you can shelter inside till it arrives.

That you’ll love the Victorian features and the fireplaces; the heart of home, I often stare into the flames and think of the families before us that must have done the same.

Our house is our home, I can’t actually believe we have to leave, but change is almost certain and this change is so needed for our family.

As I write this I have to take a pause…  the keys have blurred from my tears. I’ve grabbed a tissue so I can carry on, I have to let this pour out. The tears are not sadness, even though I feel sad to say goodbye. The tears are about change, about anticipation and the potential that is around the corner if this sale goes through.

You see if you buy our house, everything changes. Everything.

Our boys will go in a school I just know they will thrive. We will live in a neighbourhood where our family can grow and feel comfortable. The financial benefits could change our everyday life BIG time and most importantly we could start to make some of the big dreams happen.

Is it too much to ask? Some would say yes, and that selling houses is stressful and part of the course. That suffering is necessary. I’ve taken to trying a different journey and give into what will be, will be. This is so important, right?… But I’m finding it hard today. Struggling to keep the belief. The tears keep coming.

I hope potential house buyer you’re out there and you’re looking for the kinda home we were 5 years ago, and you’re ready to fall in love with what is so much more than bricks and mortar.

We’re ready for you too arrive, the vanilla candle’s burning and the coffee’s on the hob… I’ll even bake cupcakes if you’d like.

Welcome. Come in… this could be your new home…

X.