Today I returned a refrigerator. A refrigerator that I dreamed about being in my new kitchen and seeing my daughters hand prints on. But instead, I returned it before it got a chance to leave the store. Today, the day we were suppose to pick up the Budget truck and pack it full with all the boxes sitting in my house, we found out that the buyers of our house were backing out. Apparently, they found out they could not get the loan. Why they waited until the day before to let us know is unexplainable. Nevertheless, we are not getting to move. Instead of unpacking boxes at our new house tomorrow, we will be unpacking boxes here. Everyone says, “God has a plan,” and I believe that with all my heart. But it still hurts. This was the house where we would raise our children, play basketball in the driveway, fish in the pond, and grow old together. Now, we wait to see his marvelous plan unfold. We have seen other families go through this same difficulty and in one way or another, God soon revealed why to them. We are just waiting for the why in our lives. Thank you for all the prayers, thoughts, and kind words. We can’t tell you how nice it is to know that there are still so many people that care. And we will survive. We have learned from past mistakes, and we will be stronger in future endeavors. Until the time that I can get that new refrigerator in my new kitchen, I will take the old one, filled with bananas and carrots, with my sweat pea in her highchair and my hunk sitting at the counter.
And by the way…if you happen to be looking for a house….I have just the one for you!