We’re looking for a new house to rent. Even if we can’t buy we still need to get out of the place we are in. We need to get away from the neighbors. Also we have to get a fenced yard for James Elijah’s sake. I was thinking it would be nice for Howie too. He will still be young enough to need a fenced yard, especially since he is not going to be used to having the freedom of his own yard to play in. I think it will help him to know his boundaries.
We looked at a house yesterday that was in the perfect neighborhood. Just a few blocks from the elementary school Christopher goes to. Of course next year he will be in middle school so it doesn’t matter for him. It’s a great school though and it would be nice to be that close for Howie’s sake. If he comes home at age 5 or 6 he will be starting school a year after coming home. I want to homeschool him until he learns enough English to attend public school.
The house also has a great backyard and a screened in back porch that would be a great place for the kids to play. There was a big kitchen which is awesome for me. I like a lot of room to cook. The only problem is that the place is just 3 bedrooms. That means James and Christopher would have to share a room. The problem with that???
Where would we put Howie? Ya, the house was great but it’s not any bigger than where we are now. We still filled out the application. We have been looking for awhile now and it’s hard to find something in the neighborhood we want. We’ve been in the house we are in for 3 years now and for the past 2 we have been trying to find a better place but in this same area.
Getting the house meant not getting Howie. It is just that simple. It was breaking my heart to even consider the idea. House or Howie? We have to find a better house. It’s not fair to our children already in our home not to. So we applied.
I left it up to fate. If we got the house then maybe we really aren’t supposed to get Howie. At least not yet. We got a call late this afternoon. A lady looked at the house today and she was able to move in right away. We would have had to wait until June. The owner rented the house to the other lady.
Fate? I don’t know. I’m still not real sure I believe in all that stuff. Still, there were so many crazy things that happened on our journey to James Elijah that I can’t help but feel fate played a part. Maybe fate was telling us something today. We couldn’t get that place because it didn’t have room for Howie.
My husband had visions of family BBQ’s and fun on that back patio and in the backyard. I had visions of cooking up some amazing meals in that big kitchen. Once we heard someone else got the place those visions vanished but it didn’t make either of us sad or upset. Instead they were replaced once again with visions of bringing home a son. Visions of Howie.
