In 2002 we still lived in Indianapolis, Indiana. Dayna was in Middle School and Mary was in Kindergarten. We started an exciting adventure that summer, one we didn’t think we would ever be able to do.
We built a house.
Well, we didn’t build it, but it was built on our behalf.
It was exciting to see this go up. It wasn’t too far from the neighborhood we lived in, so we were able to see what was going on pretty regularly. From the digging of the walk-out basement to the laying of the sod in our huge front yard, we were awe struck.
Dayna was thrilled with her new, bigger bedroom and Mary was a happy little girl with the dolphin room done up just for her.
The winter came and went, Bill was off in Alabama working and life went on until, due to a serious of very unfortunate events, we had to move to Florida. The girls had to leave their school friends and we all had to leave this dream home behind us.
It was heartbreaking.
Honestly, I wasn’t even able to look at these pictures of our house on Scoter Court until recently.
The Spring of this year, here in Savannah, a dream started taking shape, much to our sincere surprise. We thought there was no way to do it again. We’d been told that it would be impossible, given circumstances as they were since we left Indiana and then Florida.
Good news came to us, though, thanks to D.R. Horton Builders!
THIS Fall we will be moving again, into another brand new home we have been watching go up board by board and nail by nail. (If you follow me on Face Book you already know this, of course.)
The anticipation is as much or more exciting for this house since, once again, I never thought it would happen! It’s in a neighborhood we really love, too. We rented a place for a year there. Our closing should be sometime in October! Once again, a Fall move for us.
And once again, Bill is off working in another state, for another company. Dayna is on her own, loving her life in the concrete city in Southern California. Mary is very excited for the move into her new, bigger bedroom with her own bathroom and walk-in closet.
And there’s nothing that’s going to get me to move from this dream home but an undertaker.