We were honored to be chosen by Susan and Ann Ploetz to sell the home that belonged to their parents...next door to where my Grandparents had lived. It was a charming cape cod...steps from Lake Michigan....a master bedroom on the first floor...two large bedrooms upstairs...a just the right size backyard with patio....2 car brick garage.
The house has the record for the most offers we ever received....on the first day from someone who had a FSBO in Mississippi....and wrote $20,000 under....and a grade school classmate claiming to be a member of my fan club...probably not now...who had contingencies on top of contingencies...including the right to walk 3 days before closing just because....and choose the title company...And the couple who had the pre-approval from the lender who had worked with them for a year....who really weren't qualified to buy a dog house. And then a couple came to an open house and fell in love with the house from the fireplace to the privacy of the first floor master...mmmm....eat in kitchen. For this family, try as I did....wish as they did,...life just got in the way...medical problems, credit confusion, a car accident,....the house was right, unfortunately the timing was wrong. They will buy a house in February...it won't be this house as that will close December 26th.
I felt badly...more than once Mrs. Buyer had mentioned how she hoped that the sellers would consider selling her the piano in the living room. When the moved here from Texas a while ago they had left theirs behind...too expensive to move and they weren't sure their new home would have room for it. I knew she could hear the children practicing while she made dinner...and she even talked about taking lessons herself. I had to tell them this would not be their new home...I felt badly, they felt badly....and Susan felt badly too I think....she knew this family would love this house as her family had loved it for years.
Our sellers knew that while we continued to market the house, I had stayed in touch with this family. The inspection went flawlessly...and the sellers offered some of the furnishings we had kept for staging for sale. The piano sat quietly in the living room....almost as though it was wondering if it would be adopted. Susan asked if I thought the family who had "life get in the way" might still want the piano. Oh yes....not the house they couldn't have right now....and it was free,...they just had to move it. Susan never met the family....and the family won't live in the house...but they will always have the piano.
I know that Mr. & Mrs. Ploetz are smiling and watching their daughters do what they do best...live the kind of life that their parents taught them by example...to make life about "Them"...their friends, their neighbors...the people that they go to church with....and the family they never met who will always remember that the music they play on the piano was a Christmas present from someone who cared about their fellow man...even when it is someone they will never know. Merry Christmas.