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Finding a place to call "Home"



This is a story of a family living in a city in the GTA who found that they could not afford a home in their area.

Hamilton was the answer that we, a family of five were looking for. The commute was less than an hour away, the housing market was affordable and heck... there are some real gems in Hamilton!

After we found a great realtor who asked for a list of homes we wanted to see we were off to spend a day in the "Hammer". After a full day seeing 7 homes, visiting a splash pad and talking to locals we had our house in mind.

Now I will say... buying a home unseen is terrifying! lol I  admit it... our kids were exhausted so I sat in  the car with the kids while my husband looked at it. I was doodling on the info sheet figuring out how i would make the board and baton look homey with the old windows it sported when he came out with a smile on his face and said "it needs paint" (that is do able.. cue mom who owns a paint store).

We bought the house, did lots of researching and connecting with people in the surrounding communities... we had connections and started to form friendships before we even moved in!

We had some set backs with the house.. but our realtor was incredible and helped out in anyway he could, sometimes taking care of an issue without telling us until it was taken care of.

We have been in our home for a few months, we have formed friendships on our street, in our neighbourhood and in the communities surrounding it. We have served more cups of tea and sliced up more boeterkoek than I can count and I am looking forward to  many more!


As for why I am writing a blog?

We are very blessed to be in a community that is refining itself!
This is a community that see's problems and needs and works to solve and fill them. I hope to share with you stories of our neighbours... old and new (refugee's included). We are getting to know different groups of people working hard to help their neighbours, we are also doing this in our own home! My house is a revolving door of visitors and I would not have it any other way! I am looking forward to sharing stories from the "east end" of Hamilton, there are some real gems here!

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