A Greater Love

When we first decided to seriously pursue the idea of moving to the Adirondacks, I knew the hardest part for me would be selling our house. I love this house. LOVE. And I love to tell the story of how we came to own it, since it’s a perfect illustration of how Dave and I live our lives.

Just over two years ago, I was bored at work one afternoon cruising the real estate section of Craigslist when I came across the listing for what looked to be an adorable, affordable single family home in our town just outside of Boston. It was near a lake, it had gardening plots, it had a great back deck… it was perfect.

This is the e-mail I immediately sent Dave:

From: Jessica
Sent: Friday, September 28, 2007 1:32 PM
To: Dave
Subject: i’m in love

http://boston.craigslist.org/i’minlovewiththishouse

And his reply, just three minutes later:

From: Dave
Sent: Friday, September 28, 2007 1:35 PM
To: Jessica
Subject:RE: i’m in love

Buy it

Ps: im serious

What's not to love?

Joking or not, I took him at his word and went to the open house that Sunday. I dragged him back to have a look at it on Sunday afternoon, since, you know, he’d be living there too. By Monday morning we were pre-approved for a loan. By Monday afternoon we had a real estate agent. And by Monday evening we had made an offer.

It’s the only house we looked at. I (we) just KNEW that it was the house for us.

We haven’t had a minute of regret in the two years we’ve lived here. We have so many great memories and have taken pride in improving it, maintaining it, and, well, loving it.

It will be really hard to leave.

So why are we selling it? Because we love the Adirondacks. Every time we’re there, we never want to come home. Every time we’re there, we look at each other and say, “THIS is where we need to be.”

When you know, you know. It’s bound to be a greater love.