Sunset Harbor, NC

This Christmas story was sent to us from a very dear friend ~

This December, I vow to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I will have to cut back on nonessential obligations, extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. I do not want to find myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, is in kindergarten this year. It is an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he has been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Program." I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of his show. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.
So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I arrived 10 minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.

Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas" I didn't expect anything other than fun songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer. So, when my son's class rose to sing,
"Christmas Love", I was slightly taken back by its bold title. Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, all adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row, center stage, held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing "C is for Christmas", a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy", and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message,
"Christmas Love".
The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her, a small quiet girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down, totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W" . The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W". Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen.
In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos there was a purpose for our festivities. For when the last letter was held high,
the message read loud and clear:

"CHRIST WAS LOVE".

Today is another great day. Started out with a clear, sunshiny morning drinking coffee with hubby then off to work.

Put a listing into the computer and emailed it out to all of the agents in the area so that would have the first hand information of the property. I think it is important to get the newest listings into the hands of the top producers early in the morning. Never know when that buyer will come through the door..and what you sent to them is exactly what they need.

Hope that you have had a successful selling day too..

Ginger of Southport

I talked with you earlier and told you of the listing that I was asked to come and see. I went there at 1:00 and saw a real treat. It was a great property located in a small community that sits on the waterway along the NC coastline close to Southport NC.

The house is a well maintained property long the waters edge.

I think it will sell.

Ginger

Well, today I was called by a potential seller to come and see his house and to list it.

These folks bought this property in 2005 for a high price. I have run the comps and find that the property will not sell for what the sellers have paid for it. That makes this hard. I do not like to go to a potential seller and tell them that they can not get out of the property what they have put into it.

WE will see. I will let you know what happens..

Ginger of SunSet Harbor