my nashville house is finally finished. after so long, i am so grateful to finally be able to just exist here.
still waters on old hickory lake
yesterday i got my grandmother's stamp collection. here is a small portion from an envelope with "all over the earth. world wide" hand-typed on the front.
on a saturday.
back in march i decided to start the search to purchase my first home ever. it'd take a novel to explain why i chose nashville, but it boils down to nashville choosing me. i'm not rich, and i'm not looking to buy the biggest, nicest house. i'm just looking for a place to call my own- but more importantly, i'm looking for a place that has some extra room to fill with friends, travelers & love.
house hunting can be exhausting and full of disappointment... and trust me, i've had my fair share of heartache. this search has forced me to look inward for patience and peace in the things outside of my control. it's also forced me to be in one place and travel less while i search. all things i didn't know i needed.
i took this photo in the driveway of a house i really love, want, and feel connected to. a house that has a story longer than this caption will allow. it's a story full of strange coincidences and if you follow my snaps, you've seen me talking about it since july. it's been sitting empty and half demo-ed for years. it's not listed for sale and it took me months of phone calls, letters, messages and borderline stalking to find the owner, get her on the phone, and eventually meet. (she's a rad and inspiring gal, btw). it's taken a month to get a bid done with my kind contractor for renovations on a house i don't even own. it's scary to be vulnerable and put your heart into something you can't know will work out. but there are so many life lessons in that!
i'll find out in a FEW DAYS if this house is in the cards for me. it's been a long shot since the start and there's a huge chance it won't work out. i can't say i won't be disappointed; i would be crushed. but the lessons this house has taught me have been invaluable. it's scary to take risks, and put yourself out there and sometimes the hardest thing to do is just to try. but i'm trying and i'm hoping and i'm wishing, because i don't want to live in a world where it's not ok to dream. so i'd love if you guys could send some hope my way too. if it doesn't work out, i'll be ok. but either way, i wanted to share a little bit of what's going on in my world and heart.
on a saturday.
an ongoing series. 2015- present.
dog naps /
a poem by mary oliver. something to read and remember for always.
some recent work for straight talk wireless.