A Bittersweet Exchange

Foster Care & Family

In three short days, my husband, Scott, and I will be selling our ocean-view condo in Margate, South Jersey. It was something we had talked about for a while, and now our hopes in officially and entirely owning an actual piece of land, closer to family and civilization (Oh, and coincidently including a massive home in desperate need of TLC) is finally coming to fruition.

My Kitchen. My Gift.

The House on High Street

Today, as I sit here in my haven in our Beach Condo (which will be sold next week), I reflect on the bittersweet feelings in letting go and moving on. As I watch the calming waters of the ocean in front of me, listen to the seagulls around me, and breathe in the salt air… I close my eyes and begin to dream of the next chapter in my life.

We are finally buying our very own home. A 200-year old fixer-upper on a pristine street lined with trees and beautiful houses, in a quaint picturesque neighborhood. Selling this condo here is buying our home there. It’s a bittersweet exchange. No more beach view and daily walks along the ocean.  It’s time to let go, and look forward to something new

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