31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 30 #SouthFloridaBound

 

Sunday, October 30

We visited another church this morning,

and we were noticed

by the missions pastor (can you spell Haiti?)

and the preaching pastor (we talked pools.)

Our realtor called during the last song to say

she had more houses to look at.

The first one had real possibilities–

a screened pool, backing a preserve, a canal,

a fence and a doggie door for the puppy

we thought we might one day foster to guide another.

It was even wired for sound.

It needed a little work, but we loved it.

But it was the second one, the mirror image,

without the pool, without the doggie door,

backed up to a lake surrounded by other houses,

the one well-staged. “They live like this all the time,”

the other realtor said. Seriously?

It was smaller than we hoped for.

But it was after that house, after I got back in the car

that the tears started to flow.

We made an offer.