The Adventure Really Begins

Back in March, I blogged that big changes are on the way. And, they are. Shortly after the March 30 blog, we put our Houston suburb home in Friendswood on the market on a glorious Sunday afternoon. We had two showings on Monday, and two on Tuesday. By Tuesday evening, we had 3 offers to consider. I was amazed that this process went so quickly. Thankfully, in this locale, it's been a seller's market. So, now that the home inspection, survey, and appraisal are done, it seems we are going to close in a week. Now this is a huge ginormous deal. Not because we made a killing on the sale of our house. I mean, we did okay. But more because of what selling this house means.

It means leaving the Houston metropolitan area after arriving here in the summer of 1991. Matt was 9  years old. Becca was 4.  I was 36. Husband was 38. Lots of living, growing, working, loving occurred here over the past 24 years. We raised a family and have seen our children grow into adults and leave home. We worked hard. I went back to school and eventually got my master's at age 50. Changed careers.Survived the death of my father, mother-in-law, mother, and aunt. Survived moving away from my husband four years ago to care for my mother and my aunt, and take over running family's property in South Texas. Survived a mid-life crisis that came with losing mama, my anchor. I mean, seriously, I got a tatoo, bought a truck without husband's approval and was just generally an idiot on many, many, many levels, in many, many, many ways. Probably the best thing I did after Mama died, with the encouragement of an old friend and a very special cousin of mine, was to return to the Catholic Church after about 34 years. The Church has become the anchor I so desperately needed and filled the void left by Mama's passing.

So, now, with the sale of our little, weird, fixer-upper Ranch in an old subdivision in Friendswood, we are going to leave the big city. Leave living near my son and dearest daughter-in-law just about 3 before the due date of the birth of our FIRST grandchild. We are going to become permanent  residents of Brooks County, Texas. I'm not sure what's in store, but I'm betting that the retirement adventure that I thought started 4 years ago is just now going to truly get started....