I have an Attachment Disorder. I'm sure of it. And, I'm not really sure what to do about it or if I want to change it.
In my other life, I was a practicing Maternal/Newborn Nurse. I loved the interaction, the teaching, the nurturing, the fast pace. Mostly, it was easy to reach out and "love" a new mom and her baby.
I think it is inherent to my nature to be a nurturer and and it has followed me into this phase of my life where I choose to be a full time Realtor.
I want to tell you about Anna.
Anna is 74 years old and lives in a condo and has some beginning dementia. She wants to move because she doesn't like the "rules" of her development and she doesn't like her neighbor. Oh, and she doesn't like children or the noise they make. Anna seldom smiles, seems to be the neighborhood busy body, and as you might guess has few friends.
I interviewed Anna several times over the course of a month to make sure that she was able to make an informed decision about the potential sale of her condo. She does drive, pay her own bills and makes decisions for her own healthcare. She has a daughter that does not want to be involved in her mother's decisions. However, Anna called me once to ask me where she had left a piece of cake that she intended to eat. She writes everything down because she can't remember. She gets confused sometime when she is out driving. And yes, she is under a doctor's care.
I started to worry about her.
I ultimately did list her condo. Over the course of several weeks I had many occasions to talk with Anna about her property and how things were progressing. I usually had these discussions with Anna at her home, because she seemed to understand better what I was telling her face to face and I could watch her write things down.
Anna always had fresh coffee brewed when she knew I was coming. I could tell she took care to lay out the spoon and cream and sugar just so. And she assigned me a special mug. She began to tell me about herself and her history. One story led to another and then another. She's had a tragic past and told me things, personal things, that maybe she shouldn't have.
I began to care, really care what happened to her and what was best for her. She told me that I am more than her Realtor, that I am her friend. And I cared that she cared.
Will this affect the way I will handle her transaction when she gets an offer? It's a fine line sometime, but I don't think so. I know that I can be as professional as a good Realtor should be, and also be her friend.
Did I mention that I have an Attachment Disorder?