Yesterday I posted a picture on Instagram of the For Sale sign to our house blowing off (big storms here in the mitten!). Above the sign was a SOLD sign that many of you were unaware of. It hadn’t occurred to me that I hadn’t yet announced that our house had sold. It was on the market for all of 6 days! Can you believe that?! Though my family knew the house had sold, the official “sold” sign was only posted as of yesterday. I feel incredibly blessed because I had so many texts and messages from friends and others reaching out and offering kind words. Thank you! If you’ve been following my story, you’ve probably gathered that my family is moving. The loss of my childhood home has left us with many mixed emotions. While we know it’s the right move, the thought of letting go of a place that has hosted so many amazing memories is difficult. Bittersweet I suppose. I trust that God is always at work in our daily lives but I admit, some days it’s easier to see than others. I guess that’s what trust is all about, believing in what we cannot see. “You do not understand now what I am doing, but someday you will.” (John 13:7) Here is a little evidence of God working in my family’s life. My mom bought the new condo that she is downsizing to on Mother’s Day and our house sold on Father’s Day. So ironic. Since the passing of my Dad, we are always on the lookout for little signs that he’s up there somewhere, pulling for us. This was his sign, his Father’s Day sign! I just know that this was his way of saying, “It’s ok girls, it’s time to move on and forge bravely forward”.
While I was in Texas, I had an incredibly special dream. I always told myself that I would one day blog about it, but I’ve never found the right moment. Until now that is! I actually had a dream about the dream last night so I figure the moment is right! The dream felt so real, I actually wrote it down in the middle of the night so that I wouldn’t forget because it was a memory I wanted to hold onto forever. Here’s what I wrote:
It was about my Dad. I really felt like I was with him. I don’t remember much to the dream but I remember hugging him and saying, “Please visit me in my dreams again soon”, as he started to walk away he said, “I have to go but I will see you again soon”. And that’s when I woke up in tears. I was crying in my dream and also in real life. It all felt so real. I guess I really miss him.
I’ve heard it said that our loved ones visit us in our dreams. They never really leave us, they’re simply waiting for us to join them. I know I will see my Dad again in Heaven but in the meantime, it’s nice to know that he’s pulling for us. Our house didn’t sell on Father’s Day just because… I know our Guardian Angel had something to do with it! Thank goodness we have a God that cares for us. Though our hearts are hurting knowing our days in this home are limited, we are so grateful that when God closes one door, he opens another.