Over the last nearly 2 years, we have been extremely blessed
by gracious friends that have allowed us to rent their home for a fraction of
the market value. This is the home
Maddox came home from the hospital to.
It’s the home we walked from for Maggie’s first school experiences. But it still wasn’t ours. We had been “looking” for a home off and on
throughout this time, but hadn’t landed on anything. At the beginning of the year, the homeowners
let us know that they would be wanting to sell the home this
spring/summer. Given Maggie’s great
school situation, our one request was that Maggie could finish out the school
year. Wish granted with no reservations!!
Date night (the one that we’ve had this year) became a pro/con, what
do we do list making session. We talked
through location and priorities and non-negotiables vs. no biggies. Take one guess at that non-negotiable….if you
guessed, must have garage…ding ding!! We
already made the mistake of buying a house without a garage once in our
marriage and won’t again. There were
lots of variables but the direction was unclear.
During drives between Littlteton and Castle Rock, I would
pray through that location that something would become available that would
work. I also got into quite the
discussion with God a couple of times.
For some reason, the houses we have looked at have been dumpy dumpy places. In part, because Shawn’s abilities would
allow us to build our own sweat equity into the homes. In part, because of what our budget has
allowed for. But what God revealed was
that I didn’t believe we deserved much better. That we needed to buy something
run down and fix it up ourselves, because that is what would be justified for
us. Throughout this conversation with
God, my unbelief became clear. God
revealed that we do deserve something better.
My prayers became…bless us in this housing search far beyond anything I
could imagine.
As the conversations continued, we still didn’t have a lot
of clear direction. We weighed out
buying the house from the homeowners. Buy
property and build a shipping container home (still think this could be cool)
or build a Quonset hut. The
possibilities were endless. Then…. a
conversation with a new PURE Haven Consultant (also a special needs momma
friend). “I don’t know how much I’ll be
able to invest in the business over the next couple of months because we are
going to need to be getting renters out of our old house and get it sold”. “I hear ya, we are going to need to be moving
ourselves and try to find a place to live.”
Ha! So, I asked a little about
the house that they were going to try to sell.
She told me a bit about it. I
told Shawn about it, but the price seemed to be way out of our budget. Not really an option. A couple of things in particular did stand
out to us though. The house was
wheelchair accessible…though not completely imminent right now, it is
definitely a need coming up in the next few years. It was on .66 an acre, so not a 2 ft x 2 ft
backyard. The 1300 sq ft basement is
unfinished, so with Shawn’s skills we could still build equity into the
home. There are at least 4-5 other
special needs families in the neighborhood that we know, extra “Aunties” to
love on our kiddos. Shawn was happy to
know there was a three car garage. And
one really intriguing thing was that though the house was in an HOA (Home
Owner’s Association-pay to have neighborhood standards and in our eyes have
people tell you what not to do), it would never be enforced due to a lawsuit
from one of the neighbors. Hmm… Shawn
has had a handful of letters sent threatening fines because of a trailer in the
driveway or working on a car, etc. HOA’s
are great for some people, but terrible for us.
So, we decided we would at least look at the place just to
make sure we weren’t passing something up.
Shawn wasn’t able to meet up when the kids and I walked through. So he swung by and the renter let him
through. We both walked away with “hmm…..that
has a lot of potential and would seem to be a good fit for us.” A couple of things that seemed as God clearly
saying, “see, I got this”. One of my
dreams is to create a kind of drop in therapy center, where other families
could come and use our equipment, essentially we could "play"/therapetize together. The
house had it’s own “therapy room”. Also, a little background….our dogs have been
at Grandma Camp since we moved from Tennessee.
At my mom’s house they have become a lot less tolerant of each other and
are now always separated. We have
pondered if we will bring them both back, or how in the world we could make it
work. As I walked into the backyard of
the house, I noticed it was all fenced in.
Great for a dog. But then, the
ah-ha moment. It had a separate fenced
in yard. Wow…confirmation that God was
paving the way for us. (still not sure
that both dogs will come, but at least it is a glimmer of a possibility)
I don’t know what all really transpired from there. We crunched the numbers, and with the really
low interest rates, it seemed to be a legitimate possibility. In reality, the mortgage is less than rent
would be for a semi decent place in SW Denver area. And, to us, the cost was actually worth the
value of the house and property, not inflated like in Denver. There were other major God moments along the way with money we anticipating for down payment not being available, but then are tax return making up the difference plus some. One thing lead to another and next thing you
know, there we were sitting at closing.
Now...ready for a chuckle, one of the inspection concessions was deck
repair. In place of those funds, the
seller’s offered us the older LandCruiser they were going to try to sell. Of course my husband said, “sure we’ll take a
car”. Leave it to the Selmeskis to walk
away from Closing with a new house and a car!!
Also, the numbers at closing didn’t quite add up with our wheeling and
dealing with car trade for allowances, etc.
I was ready to write a check back to the seller’s, but they
declined and told us not to worry about it. And then after everything,
knowing we were preparing to buy a second hand washer/dryer, they just gave us
their old (not so old) set….and delivered it to the house.
Blessed beyond anything we could imagine???….I think
so. Yes, the mortgage is going to
stretch us a bit and we are going to have to get back to being more disciplined
on a budget, but the house is a perfect fit for us!!
The bummer, however, was a lot of goodbyes (or see you
laters) this week. The house is east of
the Springs, which means, while we are much closer to many of our Realm of
Caring families, we are now much further from where we have considered “home”
the last 2 ½ years. The major pulls for
us staying towards the SW Denver metro area was our amazing church family at
the Rock of Southwest and Maggie’s providers.
Had we stayed in Douglas County, Maggie would have had the entire same
team of teachers and specialists for her 2nd year of preschool. Instead, her last day this week was a day of
not just goodbyes for the summer, but really goodbye and tears on Momma’s
part. Her team has done a tremendous job
loving on her, providing for her, and cheering her on.
Last day of school was followed by goodbyes
to Maggie’s great music therapist. And
the day before that, our PT….that began seeing Maggie while we lived on
seminary campus, shortly after we got here.
Ms. Kristine is one provider here that can really attest to the leaps
and bounds Maggie has made. She saw
Maggie at her more critical state and has walked alongside our family for the
past 2 years exploring different modalities with us and celebrating all the small
victories with us. As we said goodbye on
Monday, Maggie was oblivious to what was happening, but we were both in tears.
And then our Rock family.
This church was such an answer to prayer from the moment we walked
through the doors that first Sunday evening.
The relationships we have built have become family to us. We were blessed to have the worship team pray
over us between sets and we shared one more lunch out with some friends. I think I might still be in denial that we
won’t be back there next week. It’ll
probably hit me when we sit next Saturday evening and ponder where in the world
will we attend in the morning.
Now as I sit in a big ol house surrounded by boxes and
projects, we anxiously wait to see what adventure will unfold. We look forward to the opportunity for
ministry to take place in our home. We
anticipate lots of bonfires and grill-outs.
We truly have been blessed beyond anything I could have imagined. Stay tuned for an open house/Maggie's bday party some time this summer!