Whether it's The House on Mango Street or Little House on the Prairie, our homes are where the stories of our lives take place. This is where we raise our kids, have Sunday dinners, play catch in the back yard. This is where we cry when things go bad and rejoice when we are happy. Where we celebrate the rituals of our lives, the birthdays, anniversaries, and graduations. Our homes are a part of us, an extension of who we are, as individuals and as families. Our homes are sacred places, too, where we can withdraw from the outside world, go inside, draw the blinds, and unwind.
I'll be honest, I'm not crazy about our "data-driven" culture right now. Buying a "home" should be an action of the heart, not a process of crunching numbers. We'd all like to find a good deal, yes. But if you'd like to work with an agent who understands it's more than what kind of stove is in the kitchen, but whether that stove will heat the soup that warms your kids' bones after sledding at Vet's Park over winter break, then I'm someone you should consider.
Let's face it: I'm a story guy. I'm an old English major, and I believe in the romance of finding just the right place. Often, this is a serendipitous endeavor! This doesn't mean we don't hunt like crazy! That's part of how it works. But just like love, finding the right home will come right on time!