Showing posts with label House in WA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label House in WA. Show all posts

Monday, August 26, 2013

My Parents' House

In this blog post from a few days ago, I tried to put a picture of my parents' house from my Iphone, but it was lost in transit. Now I am getting pictures from my camera of the house my parents and/or I owned from 1965 to 2013 in Bellingham, WA:



Friday, August 23, 2013

Big Changes

"Sometimes God's love is experienced not only as peaceful creativeness, but as violent breakthrough, overcoming blockages and bringing to birth new realities."

Vacek, Edward Collins. Love, Human and Divine: The Heart of Christian Ethics. Washington, D.C.: Georgetown University Press, 1994. 59.

Chuck and I had a "violent breakthrough" in our lives in the last few weeks when I decided that I would sell my parents' house in Bellingham, WA. I have owned it since my father died in 2002 and renters have been in it off and on since then.

Once a drug dealer was renting it, which we only learned much later when the next door neighbor (who is a police officer) informed us of strange activities, and we had to evict him. Since it was built in 1951, it has recently developed major problems with its infrastructure, which we have tried to mend.

After the decision to sell, things moved more quickly than anyone could ever imagine, because someone bid on the house less than 24 hours after it was listed. There wasn't even a "for sale" sign in the front yard yet.

ImageIt turns out that the buyer had been looking for a new house to move into for 3-4 months. When she saw the house and the backyard, she was in love with it all. I was greatly touched that she could see the remnants of my mother's gardens (including a Japanese garden), which were left when she died in 1992. It seemed like the buyer would love this property, which had been sorely lacking in the last 11 years.

Selling the house means we won't move there from Texas. Chuck and I had had half-baked dreams of living there in the summers and the rest of the year in Corpus Christi, TX. That never materialized because a house should not be empty for so many months, and it didn't seem possible to rent it for just a specified number of months rather than years.

I did not realize the burden the house had been for me until it sold. Suddenly, I felt a big weight lifted from my shoulders--something I had not even been aware of.

It also opened up possibilities for Chuck and me that did not appear to us previously--buying a condo with a water view! A condo could be left more safely for months at a time.



We feel movement and possibilities in the future, while we have felt stuck for years.