Sacred Stories
She posted on FaceBook:
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As I look at my 120 year old, pink beach home in Rhode Island, USA, through my car window, I am amazed it is mine.
I lived in utter poverty after my divorce. Some days, I would buy toilet paper one roll at a time. For over 8 years, I was saving everything I had for a home.
You see, I called it “poverty with a plan.”
My goal was to own a home.
I saw the listing for this pink Victorian beach home. The street name was the same name as my deceased father! The number of the street address was the same number of years my parents were married. The seller’s name was that of my too-soon-departed brother.
It was meant to be!
They accepted my offer!
The house and barn was better than I could ever have imagined.
I did this. 😊 💕💕