Tuesday, July 16, 2013
With the hot summer we've been having, we've been spending some time on the coast. (Wait, I did move from Florida, right? Am I having flashbacks or was it really 98 degrees the day this was taken...in New Hampshire...oh, yes. It really was). I am not a fan of the heat at all and I've also never been a fan of parading my half naked chubby self for the world to see in a bathing suit, but even I got wet this day. This is Music Man and Maestro enjoying some boogie boarding in the New England surf.
We were crushed. Having to tell our boys that this house wasn't going to be ours either...well, it was too much. We'll just suffice it to say that this house was smack dab in the middle of 5 of their friend's houses and they were so excited to be moving there. They took it hard, especially Maestro. They just want to know that they are living here for good, that we're not moving them, that a landlord can't decide to stop renting the house we call home to us because their in laws are ready to move in. We just want to provide them with that stability, and yet...it's so hard to do. We had to fall in love with one of the most affluent communities in the state, where we are definitely NOT one of the most affluent families and trying to buy real estate here for us means that we have to go with a rehab to make it affordable. They generally come with a whole host of problems, and we've encountered most of them.
Between the house loss and losing my Mother In Law a month later, we're still kind of reeling. So, we've been trying not to process too much too fast and have been spending lots of time with the boys getting out there and doing fun things. Summer should be fun, right? We've decided that we're just focusing on the fun for now and as we can handle it, we'll let the sadness in to process that. We all do it in our own ways, and that is as it should be.
Wishing for you gliding on the salt yourselves, ~Peacemom