Our home...circa 2001
We lost our home.
10 days before Christmas....
We had to move out.....
Foreclosed.
There...I've said it.
The economy has not been good to West Michigan.
My husband is in the building trade....
just a sub contractor...siding, window replacements, remodeling....
And there was pretty much no work to be found.
Builders were hiring cheap, illegal labor rather than seasoned professionals
We struggled for the past few years...
I did what I could...which was not much.
2 bad knees...
Arthritis in my hips and hands...
Kind of puts some limits on you...
I've cried...
Gotten angry....
Cried some more....
Been humiliated and humbled...
We built this home ourselves...
Pretty much did the entire thing on our own, except for digging the basement and pouring the foundation....
The house has been a part of my identity for so long, I am not sure who I am anymore...
Where do I go from here?
I am not sure.
Right now we are staying at a relatives home...with our 3 cats and doofus Golden Retriever, Beau.
We are thankful to have a roof over our heads....
And thankful all our children have moved out and are on their own...
Looking for a place to rent has been a nightmare.
If it didn't mean we would never see our kids, we would high tail it to the south.
Pete is close to early social security, but it will barely cover expenses.
My heart is broken.
I am not sure where to take my blog from here.
Too much other stuff to think about for right now.
Those of you who are pray-ers...
I would appreciate yours...
I continue to rely on Christ alone...
Cindy
