I’ve been off the radar for most of the past year…maybe even longer. I spent 2+ months in Missouri with my younger daughter and my two granddaughters, then returned to Florida only to get the news that our landlord had decided not to renew the lease on our house. He wanted to sell. And with that news came the emotional roller-coaster that would be the whole next year (and more) of our lives.
Originally, we wanted to buy the house we e\were living i. That didn’t work, and it turned out we dodged a real bullet with that one. Of course, we didn’t know that at the time, so when \, halfway through the loan process, we learned that the government had changed some regulations and boundaries, making the house we wanted ineligible for the kind of loan we were going for, we were heartbroken and a bit heartsick.
We decided to bu\y something else instead, and began that process with optimistic outlooks and lots of hope in our hearts. But nope…that didn’t work out, either.
We tried to be smart about it and look at rental places in case buying didn’t work out, so when the whole idea of buying a house fell through after months of looking and months of hoping, we were again disappointed, but we knew God had it and that eventually He’d lead us to where we were supposed to be.
Unfortunately, time was running out on our lease. After our purchase of our home of 9 years fell through, the landlord gave us a months’ extension, which meant we had to be out by August 31. No problem. We just knew we were going to find something by then.
Time was ticking down, and we still had no place to move \, so we packed up everything we owned and, with the help of a few people, loaded it all into a storage unit…you know…temporarily. And there it still sits today.
With just 36 hours until our lease expired and the last rental we’d been hoping for falling through the cracks, we called my younger daughter and asked if we could stay with them in Missouri … you know, temporarily … until we found someplace else to live.
It looked like everything was going well. We found a house that needed a little fixing up, but the landlord promised us it would be ready by the end of October, which sounded perfect. Older daughter’s work arrangements were working perfectly. She was able to keep her job and work remotely from our new location., which turned out to be a blessing since my son-in-law had a longer-than-expected hiatus between jobs. Now my older daughter is back in Florida trying to work out her work situation and I’m sitting at younger daughter’s kitchen table typing this.
It’s been a full year, and we’re still not settled. Still don’t have a place to call home, although it’s been fun being here with younger daughter, son-in-law, and the grandkids. I wouldn’t trade this time for anything. Still, one of these days, it would be nice to have a place of our own. Neither of us planned on being here this long, but I still know that God is in charge, He’s got this, and when it all falls into place, it will be just right.
I think, subconsciously, I’ve been waiting to really get back to work until we were settled, but I’m not sure that’s the right strategy, so I’m trying to get back into the swing of things…starting with this blog post. Gotta start somewhere, right?