Once again, I was asking myself "Wouldn't it be nice?".
The idea was a little nutty, and it wasn't what we originally planned, but why not?
7 years before, we had asked ourselves that very same question. We had bought our house in Rock Hall, Maryland as a place to get away on the weekends and to go on our yearly vacation. We had taken a leap and dreamed big when we made that purchase. Owning a second house, a vacation home, was never in our plans. At the time, I was working full-time as a mechanical engineer and he was a corporate fraud investigator. We were living the suburban dream in Howard County, Maryland in the Washington, D.C./Baltimore area.
The problem was I grew up in a small town, and this country girl came alive when surrounded by great, big expanses of green fields and blue skies. Add in the waters of the Chesapeake Bay, and I was home. And so was my husband. As it was, we were spending our spare time on the other side of the bridge whenever we had the chance. Wouldn't it be nice to buy a getaway home on the Eastern Shore?
Every time I ask myself "Wouldn't it be nice?" I do myself a favor, and make it happen.
When you think of families that own vacation homes, you wouldn't have thought of ours. To make this dream of ours come true, we worked hard to make more money and to spend less of it. We bought a fixer upper that we could afford, and we worked hard to renovate it and make it ours.
Sacrifices were made for us to buy our getaway home in our dream town.
As proud owners of a charming, little vacation home on Maryland's Eastern Shore, we had made our dream come true. Just around the time we completed the renovations, our oldest child was born. That was a little over 6 years ago. Soon after, we welcomed her little brother into the family. Our weekends were spent on the Chesapeake Bay, toting our little ones to the beach, riding them around Rock Hall in our bike trailer, hiking our favorite trails on Eastern Neck Island, and eating ice cream sundaes at Durding's Store.
Our weekends grew longer and longer and we were spending less and less time in our home in the suburbs. We were racking up EZ-Pass tolls as we zoomed back and forth over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge several times each week. Our house in the suburbs became the place we stayed as we earned income, while our Rock Hall house became our home.
In Rock Hall, our family came alive.
Sometime last year, after one of our weekends in Rock Hall, I asked my husband:
"Wouldn't it be nice if we lived in Rock Hall full-time?"
And we both knew what happens when I ask "Wouldn't it be nice?". Our house in the suburbs went on the market, I gave up my comfortable engineering job, and he made a big career change. We worked hard to make it happen, and we were living full-time in Rock Hall by June of 2015.
Today, as we meet new people and they ask about where we are from, they always say the same thing. "Wow, that's a big change. How do you like it here?" And each time, we tell them the same thing. We love the laid back Eastern Shore lifestyle and the small town community of Rock Hall. As a family, we're able to do more of what we love, together. We're slowing down and we're spending more time outside by the water. Just recently, we ended one of our weeks with an evening of crabbing.
This country girl and her family are home.
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