It is interesting to see how life brings us what we need at the precise moment. After living in Florida for 14 years, alone and happy since I adjusted to the fact that my husband had passed away, my youngest son, Pedro, and his wife, Carla, suggested that I sell my house, they would sell their apartment. Then, we would buy something appropriate so that they, my granddaughter, and I could live together. At first, I was shocked. How was I going to lose what I identified as my independence? One day I thought I would and another I changed my mind and would decide to stay in my house.
Pedro and Carla lived in Florida five minutes from my house when this happened, and the oldest, Juan C., had lived in Southern California for about 20 years. Without me having decided yet, Pedro got a job in Southern California, and they were all moving there.
I immediately decided to go with them, but I set some conditions of how the house needed a specific distribution to feel that I had my area separate from theirs.
For several months we were looking for a house to rent and there were always about ten people before us. Since Pedro had to be at his work, we decided to set off with the moving truck and our cars on the 5-day adventure driving across the United States.
We decided that when we got to California, we would stay in an Airbnb until we got a house, and at that point, it would be the first house we found. We just wanted a roof and rooms to sleep in.
A week before we started our adventure, a real estate broker called us about a house we had applied for, but someone had already rented. She told us that the contract with the previous person had fallen through and that the house was ours if we wanted it.
We immediately said yes without seeing it. When we arrived and saw the house, the house was exactly what we needed and that Carla and I had been visualizing. The first thing I thought when I saw it was, “why do you doubt if you know that the things you need are always given to you at the perfect time”?
Now we are together, but each has its space. My son’s family is on the second floor with three bedrooms and a loft, and I with my “suite” on the first.
If we could trust 100% in something superior to ourselves, let’s call it God, Supreme Intelligence, whatever, constantly giving us what we need, we would have a lot less stress in our lives. As our thoughts are our molds, in this case, it was the distribution of the house that Carla and I wanted, it is essential to be aware of what message we are sending to the Universe. The Universe always says yes. It does not analyze to see if it suits us or not. That is up to us.