This Post goes out to my family and friends and clients in the hope that you will get to know me better. The "Diary of a Realtor®, Why I Chose Real Estate" Contest was conceived just for this reason. To allow each of you to be able to share what compelled you to choose to join this business.
I am thrilled to receive such heartfelt posts and am proud to call you all friends!
Here's my go at it!
There's no place like home. As a young child I was lucky to have found myself in what I still to this day consider the ideal family. In hindsight I was missing having siblings to share with, argue with and to love. My world was all I knew. Mom, Dad, my home and the warmth of a loving family kept me warm.
At that time I was considered an exceptional child. I grew, matured and became wise beyond my years due to all the adult interaction and conversations. At the age of nine months old I lay in front of the picture window watching a young person flying a kite. I asked for a piece of paper and a pencil and mom accommodated. As I continued to watch and wonder I drew a picture of the child and the kite. I still have the picture mom saved today. It was pretty amazing to me when I found it in the boxes of old photos. Mom had marked the date, my age and her remarks on the picture. I was destined for greatness in my parent's minds! The picture above won a Pretty Baby Contest in the city and don't worry....I grew into my ears! I learned of the contest from the back of the marked photo.
Beginning my second year on this earth I discovered the movie, "The Wizard of Oz" and I felt a part of it. The holidays were filled with this movie and I would sit peeled to the TV. The Tin Man, The Lion, The Scarecrow and Toto were the ultimate characters in life for me.
So, at the age of two, mom and dad brought home my ultimate gift. A friend. Without question, I named her Toto.
Through the next few years I excelled at most everything I did. The school contacted mom and dad and were excited to tell them that after testing, I turned up the highest IQ test they had ever seen. I studied ballet, baton twirling, cheer leading (squad leader), brought home straight A's +++, qualified for the Junior Olympics in Breast Stroke, joined Rainbow Girls through invitation with my best friend Joyce, received badge after badge in Girl Scouts, and became a leader.
I loved my life.
I loved my home.
I loved my parents.
I loved my friends.
And, then, my world crashed. My life would never be the same and I would experience the ultimate separation between self and the world. Mom and Dad sat me down at the age of 10 and explained to me words that will forever ring in my ears. "Debbie, they said, Mommy and Daddy can no longer be together." I tear up as I write this as it was the turbulence of an inward tornado and one like Dorothy never felt along her yellow brick road.
Mother and I moved to Texas so she could continue her schooling. We lived in College sponsored efficiency apartment with half a refrigerator, walls of 8'x8' didn't reach the ceilings as they were mostly just temporary walls and I was in a strange and unusual place.
I blamed my mom and school for taking me away from everything I knew to a strange and unusual place much like Oz. One that I couldn't understand or fit in. I became the rebel! My rebel days would be a very long story so I will not go there. I threw away much of what I shouldn't have. I dropped out of school, married early, and set my path for a world of hardships. I learned everything the hard way but finally grew up!
My soul longed for a place to call home. My home. From the age of young adult I KNEW that finding homes for people and helping them to realize their dreams was the only thing I wanted to do. My father remarried and that was the final ending of the dream of ever being able to live in my Indiana Home again. I go to sleep at night still and dream of the house! Call me crazy but that little house signified the life I always expected and desired. Now in my dreams of that little home, I show up there to find it abandoned. The yard is tall and unkempt, yet I manage to get inside. I don't recognize the rooms as over the years someone got in and remodeled. But, I find my room. In my dreams I feel like a child again with hopes and dreams and comfort. I have a lovely family and life now and am very grateful I didn't throw everything away.
I love my life.
I love my beautiful Family.
I love my friends.
I love my parents and their memory.
And, I will always love Real Estate.
I also feel this way when I find a home for Clients and Friends. Nothing on this earth thrills me more than to see and feel their excitement of purchasing the perfect house!
Because after all, "There's no place like Home!"
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Deb Brooks, ©Diary of a Realtor®
Check out my website at: www.debs-realestate.com.