Her daughter called first thing in the morning. Mrs. B. had just turned 82 before the Christmas holidays. I remember the first day I met her just a couple of months ago. Sweet, gentle, soft-spoken.
With great pride, Mrs. B. showed me her home of 25 years. With even greater pride, she showed me all of the pictures of her children and all of her childrens' children - some of them now gratuated from college.
Lastly, she showed me a wonderful picture. It was the picture of a ruggedly handsome man with a smile - no, not a smile really - more of a BIG grin. This was man who loved life! That grin was all natural - no fixed smile. Warm, laughing, genuine...and you could feel the love that this woman had for this man! He had passed away this past summer and although she really didn't want to leave her home, now it was getting to be too much for Mrs. B. to take care of on her own.
It was heart-breaking when Mrs. B. said that, if she could only get about $230,000 for the house, she guessed that would be alright. I had to tell her that, really, we couldn't even list it above $200,000. I suggested alternatives, such as putting a mortgage on the house so that she could continue to live there and afford to have someone take care of it, rather than sell it - but no, Mr. B. would never have approved of that. I suggested that maybe she could rent it for a while - the college is right around the corner and that rent could pay for her senior's apartment. I told her to think about it and then call me and let me know whatever she decided. She said she never had to make a decision like this before.
After a few days Mrs. B's daughter, my longtime client, called and said to come on over and bring the paperwork. We signed the listing, put up the sign and even had an offer that went back and forth for days and days. In the end, it never came together and the house didn't get sold.
Mrs. B. was supposed to move into that senior's apartment yesterday... instead she moved on to him.
God bless and keep them both.