Looking for a new home

 

My boyfriend and I want to buy our own home in his hometown.

Right now, we live in a very small village, in his parents’ villa.

But our son is growing — and so are his needs.

Even though we are close to the town,

the daily driving is exhausting.

Our search started last year.

The real estate market here is small,

and there are not many good options.

Surprisingly, prices are very high — even for properties that need full renovation.

There was one apartment we really liked,

but we didn’t want to rush.

Then life happened.

And we weren’t able to afford taking a loan at that moment.

Time passed,

and we started looking again.

We couldn’t decide —

house, apartment, or land?

And then…

that same apartment appeared again.

This time — at a reasonable price.

We would still need a loan,

but we felt ready.

We were excited.

So we shared the news with our families.

And what came after felt like a cold shower.

My in-laws started telling us how young we are.

That we don’t need this.

That we won’t manage.

That it’s not the right time.

The list went on and on.

My boyfriend and I didn’t know how to react.

I felt disappointed.

Vulnerable.

Confused.

My mother had a strong reaction too.

She expected me to come back to my hometown.

And I understand her —

she wants to be close to me and my son.

My father stayed calm.

He simply told me to think everything through carefully.

For almost two weeks,

I felt miserable.

I cried a lot.

I couldn’t understand how the people closest to us

could see us this way.

We work.

We take care of a home.

We support others when they need us.

And still — it felt like we were not enough.

But in the end,

we made a decision.

We chose ourselves.

We chose what feels right for our life.

So… maybe very soon

we will have our own home.

Next to the biggest park in town.

Close to the center.

My son will have his own room to play in.

And I will finally have a space for myself — for my workouts.

It feels like things are slowly falling into place.

Please, keep your fingers crossed for us.

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