When Fiona, Derek, and their son, Ethan, inherit a house in a new state, they jump at the opportunity for a fresh start. But during their renovations, they discover an old safe in the basement. However, their lives change forever when Ethan discovers the key to the safe.
Growing up, we were never the wealthy type. My family was pretty average, dealing with the usual stuff that people seem to juggle: credit card bills, loans, and relying heavily on paychecks just to make ends meet.
So, when I got a random call one day saying we’d inherited a house in a different state, it felt like something out of a movie.
The house belonged to my grandpa’s brother, a man we were never particularly close with. But he had passed away, and to our surprise, he left us his house in his will.
“We’ve been waiting for a new start, Fiona,” my husband, Derek, said. “I think we should take it and just start a new chapter. Ethan is starting high school, so it’s the perfect time to switch schools anyway.”
“I agree,” I said, already thinking about looking for a new job that wouldn’t leave me so stressed out. I needed to get some of my joy back. Recently, all I had been doing was working to make ends meet.
Derek was doing the same thing.
We were tired.
This new house could be exactly what we needed. It wasn’t anything fancy. It was a charming old property that had seen better days but was spacious and tucked away in a quiet neighborhood.
The idea of starting fresh, with no rent or mortgage hanging over our heads, was too good to pass up. So, we packed up our lives, crossed state lines, and moved in.
“I’m excited, Mom,” Ethan said. “I think I needed a change of scenery from town as well. I didn’t really want to go to high school with the same people I’d known since I was five years old.”
When we first arrived, the house was as expected. It was old, creaky, and full of charm but needed a little TLC.
“We’ll make it a home, Fiona,” Derek said, already going on about new flooring.
A few weeks in, Derek was already planning to replace some floorboards, and I was determined to breathe new life into the dusty old kitchen.
Mom Goes To Bathroom To Breastfeed Baby, Then Waitress Slips Note To Her Husband
Jackie Johnson-Smith was having a family meal at a pizza shop in Iowa when she received an unexpected act of generosity.
“I have breastfed three children,” she posted on Facebook, sharing a photo of the dinner bill. I have nursed them in innumerable settings, both private and public, in good times and bad. Though I’ve received a lot of looks and stares, tonight makes all of that negative energy go. Tonight was my first time dining at Fongs. I breastfed my cranky infant in the booth for a while before leaving the table early to avoid disturbing the dining area.
“My spouse received this receipt from the waitress. I was emotional and unable to speak. It felt fantastic, even though I don’t deserve a pat on the back for feeding my child. The message concluded, “It’s incredible how women can empower one another and make each other feel.
Waitress Bodi Kinney wrote the statement, saying to Des Moines’ KCCI 8 News, “We need to come together and support each other when it comes to nursing our children.”
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