Being at home

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I opened the letter and read “Foreclosure Notice.” My heart just sank. I hadn’t been able to make a payment for three months, so I knew the letter was coming sooner or later, but it was still a shock.

I’d bought a house with my sister and mother. My mother was retired and my sister and I worked. Things changed when my sister got married and moved away. My mother and I could no longer afford the house so I thought the most logical thing to do was sell and just buy something smaller. But the housing market at the time was “soft.” I was praying about this, but I think it was mostly talking to God and not really listening. As months rolled on, there were no offers to buy the house.

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