The Cabin

Our Magic Cabin 

About 5 years ago we started toying with the idea of finding a cabin.
Maybe it would be fun to find a place we could escape to.
A place to bring us closer to nature, to make new memories, to experience new things.
But where?
We looked in different areas.
We found a beautiful log cabin, even furnished.
We looked at it 3 different times, always exclaiming how cool it was.
But when we left it for home, we never really thought about it again.

We had an extremely difficult year a couple years back.
And the subject of finding a cabin came up again.
This time we felt led to look in a different direction.
We met with a realtor, and he had 5 places to show us in one day.
The first place was a house up a hill and overlooking a canyon.
That house wasn't even supposed to be on our list.
We drove up and as we did so, I felt something stir inside me.

Something felt good.
That was important because I won't lie to you.
At the time we were looking, nothing in life felt good to me.
I was a suffering soul, just willing myself to breathe each day.
And our family was a bit...broken.

As we drove up the curved road, I felt hope.
We got out of the car, and walked up the gravel path.
I couldn't help smiling at the tall hollyhocks growing along side the house.
Hollyhocks are special.  They remind me of my mom. I've always wanted them.
Black-eyed Susans, blueberry bushes, daisies, and a number of other
happy plants and flowers greeted us in the most cheerful way.

We walked through the door and around the house.
Worn wood floors, a smart and cozy layout, and a wood burning stove.
There was a spirit in this place.  A warm, happy, loving, welcoming spirit.
My body filled with warmth. And more importantly, my mind.
As I was looking at the upstairs, taking note of all it's charming nooks, and use of space, a smile overtook my face.
A real smile.  And I said out loud to no one, "I like this place".  
And I'm pretty sure I followed that with a little giggle.
And then something amazing happened.  Well, it was amazing to me.
As I walked down the stairs to rejoin everyone, I looked out the stair window.
Honeysuckle, and delphiniums.  And...hummingbirds.
Two of them.
Hummingbirds are also special to me.  And I love them.
They remind me of my sweet, beloved Grandpa.
Was it a sign?  Was this the place?  It sure felt like it.

We spent the rest of the day looking at other places for sale.  Nothing felt quite like that first house.
We turned to each other, and discussed looking at this house again.
 And at the same time, we both said,
"That place just made me feel...happy".
We made the offer, never doubting if it was the right place. 
 We've never had such a strong confirmation about a place before.

Now it is our cabin.
Our place of happy. 
 Of healing.  Of nature.  Of peace. Of flowers, and crickets, and hummingbirds and deer.
We are making memories there, and drawing closer to each other.
We are finding magic there.
And I think we are adding to the spirit that came with the place.
The spirit of warmth and love. It just seems to grow and grow.
So you see?
We are blessed with a magical cabin.
And I am forever thankful.