We are smack dab in the middle of a move to a different home ... This house, as humble as it is, has been a huge answer to prayer. We are moving to a 1893 vintage farm house on two acres in Wilsonville, just five miles from where we now live.
I have been praying for a house just like this, that:
Plus, Tatum absolutely loves this tire swing behind the house, and all the farm animals on neighboring properties. No horses, though -- darn.
There are a few negatives that we are working around:
One of the most special things about the farm is something I found on Mother's Day. A little background: Mike was unemployed for almost two years and we ended up selling our first home that we had purchased after my mother died in 1997, with funds from my parents so that my dad could live with us. We took care of him for several years until his health required living in the VA nursing home about 90 minutes away. We visited him every other weekend for two years, and he passed away six years ago tomorrow. So, selling our old house and moving into a rental felt like I was losing a last link with my parents, but I was so grateful that we had the opportunity to raise our children in that home. So, on this past Sunday - Mother's Day - I was showing our newest house to Mike's mom and found this buried near the front porch:
It felt like a sign from my mom -- she had a HUGE collection of frogs -- and it seemed like she was saying, "We're right here, honey .. it's gonna be all right."
So I really am excited to move, donate to Goodwill a ton of stuff that we don't need, and then slowly decorate our new home for a fresh start. I'd love for at least some of the house to look like the kitchen below, at vintage rose collection dot com. At least we already have pink walls!
No, not MY kitchen but I want one just like it!