Mags: "Why are we burying this statue?"
Me: "It's St. Joseph. People say if you bury him by your house that it will sell faster."
Mags: "Ummm...why are you putting him in a baggie and upside down?"
Me: "Well, that's how they say to bury him."
Mags: "Well, you know how dangerous plastic bags are. If you put it over his head...he won't be selling anything!"
Here's what I would want to say:
Our sweet house is for sale. It is nestled on a quiet, yet accessible .76 acre lot in Harpers Ferry. Its walls hold 10 years of the most precious memories I own to date. The front door is sturdy, waiting to open to your future..as it did to ours. When we crossed it each night, we were home. Being a split level, there's a landing on which you can catch your breath between steps...on which I caught many. The fireplace on the lower level, which absorbed many tender words and life-changing conversations, not only will warm your hearts, but also replenish your soul. The hall in the upper level is the road most traveled. It is filled with memories of passionate kisses, soothing newborn babies, chasing elated toddlers, and planning a plethora of adventures. In each of the rooms off the hall, our hopes and dreams were shared. Created. For 10 years, this house watched our marriage bloom, our babies grow, and our family form. And holding us tightly all along the way was its frame. But as life changes, so did our plans. Our hope is to sell our house. But it is also our wish that someone will fall in love with it as we did many years ago and give it purpose once again.
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