Farewll To The Beach

For some time I have been thinking about selling my beach house. Since I moved from the country to my new home (which I have been in now for a year) I haven't spent much time at the beach. Life seemed to be taking me in a new direction...one being opening the store "Mimosa Rose".

You know, the beach house came along in a point in my life where I needed it. My first nights sleep in the beach house was the first time I was able to sleep through the night since Todd's passing. It as a place where I found peace and didn't have to think of the past or what the future held.

It wasn't until I sold the country home that I realized it was that home I was escaping from to the beach. I wasn't ready when I bought the beach home to let go of the home that Todd and I shared, the place we were going to grow old at and drive around in our golf cart looking at the property. After moving into my new home I have come to realize that the beach home was just a transition.

I finally realized it was time to sell the beach home, it had served it's purpose, it was my place to escape when I wasn't ready to let go of the home Todd and I shared.....but finding the time to deal with it was becoming increasing hard with starting up the business and such....there was just no time.

So one day I got a text from my beach neighbor saying...I know this is a long shot but have you thought about selling your beach house, I have a friend that is looking for a house. So I said yes, etc....long story short...I get a call one morning while getting dressed for work and it's my beach neighbor saying, we would like to buy your house, our friend can't afford it but we want it, this is what we want to pay, cash money, no inspection, as is....my response was "SOLD"...they had offered what I wanted. So before the end of year the beach house will be no longer.

This past Sunday Kelley and Stacy went with me and we took my personal belongings etc...so now the house is ready for it's new owners. I didn't fill sad when time to leave....it was time....there's to be said about timing.

So...we took Kelley home. Kelley was with me in my Yukon and Stacy was following behind in my truck. On the way to the beach we had met up with Kelley so I didn't have to detour to pick her up but I had planned to take her home on the way back. Kelley was my neighbor from the country home.

As I drove past my old home and into Kelley's drive way which was across the street, I got out of my truck and had a wave of emotion come over me that I had not expected. This was the first time I had seen my old home since I moved last October. My eyes swelled with tears ...I guess being reminded of what could of been got to me....something I had not expected....but I am happy where I am and I know the choices that were made where the right ones for me at those moments.

So...that's what is going on here with me...now to prepare for Christmas...Oh my!