Monday, September 6, 2010

A Little Voice

Do you ever have that "little voice" that directs you, almost guides you to the answer to a perplexing problem? Last week was a hard one, we have been helping our daughter Stephanie and family relocate to NW Arkansas. For Stephanie, it's coming "home" to Rogers where she grew up, but her kids have called Texas home for as long as they can remember. A move affects the whole family and it's filled with ups and downs like a roller coaster ride. I know, we have been transferred many times and each time our daughters started new schools and made new friends...but it was hard on them.

Stephanie and I had almost exhausted our resources finding a house for them. Every day we would start looking as soon as the kids were in school. There's a lot of houses but one that would work without having to rent storage was the problem. New homes were too small and the older homes we looked at were either bad location or needed too much work.

Friday we went our separate ways, she to take care of business and me to visit Mom and run errands. I went down Oak Street where Mom used to live with Amy. It was the last year that my Mom lived "on her own," that house on Oak touches my heartstrings when I drive past it. That was a hard year for the both of them, Amy healing from her divorce and Mom missing her farm. But they both survived and clung to each other for strength. They both came away stronger.

Oak is in the older part of town... homes built in the 1960's, 70's and 80's. The big yards have mature trees and the neighborhoods are neat as a pin. Most of the homes have big front porches, going back to a time when neighbors would sit and visit. I turned just past Mom's, then cut through going towards New Hope Road when a sign caught my eye down Mimosa. I turned quickly and my heart skipped a beat when I saw the sign in the yard. There it set, the perfect house! The one we had searched high and low for! Big enough, double garage, fenced yard, mature trees, big deck, place for the trailer, good neighborhood, it looked like this.....

10 comments:

  1. well good for that little creepy man hanging out in the ear canal! glad you were able to find the right home for your daughter and her family. the house sounds great! have a great week!

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  2. Sometimes the answer is right in there,we just have not try so hard and everything falls into place...so happy for them..hope they will adjust really quickly..it can really be hard on everyone...

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  3. The Universe does provide, sometimes just not quite on OUR timetable. Congrats on finding the perfect house and especially congrats for welcoming the gang back to Rogers. That must be awesome for you.

    Happy Labor Day, Joycee!

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  4. How nice when a plan comes together. I know you'll enjoy having your family closer.

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  5. Glad you found the perfect place - hope it works out well for everyone concerned!

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  6. I've written on my blog and left comments on many bloggers' posts that everything happens for a reason. This is just another example.

    Have a blessed Labor Day.

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  7. Congratulations on finding "home."

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  8. I think you were being guided by that little voice!

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  9. A happy story! So glad that still small voice never tires even when we ignore it for so long sometimes.

    Love the music on your blog. I always come to read when you post, sometimes I leave it up just to listen.

    : )

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  10. I hope your daughter and family will have many happy days in their new home.

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