In August, some unforeseen circumstances lead me to contact a good friend asking for help. I needed a place to move my horse. My desperate call turned into an opportunity of a lifetime. Bless my friend Holly, who is the best connected and amazing real estate agent ever. I simple spat out the sentence “I hate horse people sometimes, I just need to buy my own place.” Holly promptly replied with, “well, if you’re serious I have just the place!” 

Fueled by frustration and determination I said, “Let’s do this!” So it began, the perfect cascade of events that allowed my mother to sell her house, the lady who owned the farm to find a place after two years of looking, and finally me selling my townhouse. The timing, finances and people needed to make this all work all fell into place as if it were all meant to be. Often we have been told, “it’s never this easy.”