So, I wrote a post a while back about how I was trying to be okay with where we live, but having a hard time with it. During that time (behind the scenes of the blog) Van and I were having many discussions about what it would look like for us to move. If we wanted to build, renovate, and even where we wanted to live where all part of those discussions. Basically everytime we talked about it we couldn't get on the same page. No matter how long we talked and tried getting the other person on our side it just wasn't happening. We took that as a sign that we needed to sit tight. We committed to praying about it until God changed one of our hearts or the thing that we were looking for (a needle in a haystack) came open.
See because we are committed to living in our neighborhood the problem arises that quality housing is not available. In order to get a livable space (that was any bigger than what we had) we would either have to build on an empty lot or renovate an existing house. I was opposed to building, Van was opposed to renovating, and neither of us had a peace about living in another part of town, so we waited.
Interestingly, we didn't wait long. A few months ago the owners of a house that we had talked multiple times about being our dream type of house came to us to see if we would be interested in buying their house. When Van came home to tell me about it, I was speechless. I just knew that this was the answer to our prayers. We now live in that beautiful house.