So, here's the story. Sometime around January 2010 Jace and I went to the temple. There's a video on that link that explains the temple, but to put it simply, it is a very sacred place...in fact it is the MOST sacred place on earth. After I was sealed (married) to Jace in the temple I could begin going back. It is a place to be with the Lord, to find peace, to ask for help and to find answers. Jace and I go at least once a month. Anyways, I came with the same question I had been asking since September 2009 when we moved in with my parents: "When am I going to have my own home?" The outlook of that question didn't seem soon. People feel the spirit in many different ways. I always feel my lungs fill up, like I just got an extra breath of air, and then I hear an answer in my head. As clear as day, I heard "You will get a home by September. You will look for homes over the summer." Tears streamed down my face and since then I have had a glimmer of hope.
When I told Jace, quite frankly, he didn't know what to think. He didn't get an impression like I did, but he tried his best to be supportive. He said that if we did get a house that soon it would be because I had that much faith.
We went through the rest of winter, then spring, then summer...and finally in August we were looking at homes. Jace felt it too. We looked at a lot of homes, mostly old ones that we would need to fix up. I fell in love with one that definitely was in need of love, but we didn't make an offer and the next time we went looking it was under contract. I was getting a little less hopeful. AND THEN, our realtor remembered a friend that was building new homes in the area.
Boom. We are getting a brand new home with all the things we want. It has been two whole years living with my parents, and honestly, it's been amazing. I just love them and our newly born friendship. But in just three short months, that plot of land we just signed on two days ago will become this.
