I’m a very emotive person. Every single emotion that I’m feeling, I express it. My husband is, thankfully, the exact opposite. He rarely shows emotion. In fact, I often wonder if he has emotions.

Ok, that’s a lie. I know he has emotion. Just one: chill.

Opposites attract, right?

I’ve been blessed with a husband who keeps me in check—we really balance each other out. And I’ve been blessed with the realization that our different personalities are a good thing. He thinks with his head, I think with my heart. He asks, “is it practical?” I ask, “is it worth it?”

Well, Dave and I have entered into the next stage of our life: house-hunting.

Heaven help us Dave.

You see, we weren’t even going to begin house hunting yet but I saw this one house on Trulia that we just HAD to see. I mean, I was IN LOVE with it. It is the deal of a LIFETIME. Only an IDIOT would pass up on this opportunity.

Dave, understanding that my emotions are about as stable as nitroglycerin, said that I could call and set up an appointment to see it. He thought by the next day I’d have a new obsession completely unrelated to real estate. But for once in my life, I followed through. I even got a number for a mortgage company (which Dave called, because he doesn’t trust me when it comes to finances—wise man).

This morning we went to see the house. I promised myself that I was going to go in with a poker face. I would observe and nod and ask important questions…and then only afterwards gush to Dave about the French doors, finished basement, and new windows that let in so much natural light.

I went in feeling strong and…well, stone. But then I heard the story:

A young married couple bought the house a few years ago. It was their first time buying a home, too. They put a lot of working into the home, like updating windows, the electrical wires, and even the roof. They had plans to stay there for 8-10 years and start a family. It all sounded so much like Dave and I. But then the wife was diagnosed with cancer. They stayed here hoping that is would go into remission, but it didn’t. They ended up moving back in with her parents and her cancer is now in Stage 4. Their clothes are still in the closets and the kitchen and the bathrooms are partially stocked…just like they went on vacation with every intention of returning home when her health returned. Now they just want to sell the house to remove the unnecessary financial burden. And they don’t need another burden.

Well, thanks. I loved the house before I heard the story, now there’s so much more meaning and character behind it.

I’ve already been praying that God gives us wisdom and discernment in our house hunt, but now I have another prayer. Now I have a burden that is worth bearing. I’m going to also be praying for this young couple. Not for the sale of their house, but for their health and their peace.

So over the next few weeks we’ll be looking to see what else is on the market. So maybe we’ll be revisiting this house, maybe we won’t (but I think I’ve made my opinion clear…).

Stay tuned for more adventures in house hunting…