The Unknown

Last night we met with a realtor to discuss putting our house on the market. We’re a little bit shell-shocked at how much of our equity is going to be eaten-up by realtor fees.

Plus, there are all the emotions of having to give up our first home. It’s small but it’s nice. We love our home and we love our community. We have a lot of memories tied up in our house. We put a lot of work into making it “ours.” We brought our first child home to it. We planted an orange tree in its backyard and ate the first-fruits. Our home has been the social-center for OBCL gatherings. :-) There are too many memories to name.

Part of me wonders “What are we doing?” We are leaving a nice home to go to an unknown housing arrangement. We are leaving a decent job to go to … what?

We are leaving something concrete for something vague.

And it’s not like we’re two carefree lovebirds anymore. We are two lovebirds with a child to support.

I am the type of person who can appreciate deferred gratification, where you put up with something hard because you know it will pay off in the end.

I’m also the type of person who is willing to give up a degree of security for a degree of adventure.

But it’s easy to be excited about a future prospect until the sacrifices become real. Then it becomes a much harder pill to swallow.

And that’s exactly where I’m at.

We know the destination is good but the journey will be trying, difficult, and scary.