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Our First Flip

 I haven't shared since 2019. I'm hoping to change that. You will also see some old writings and stories that I shared on FB or IG and am putting on my blog as new families of preemies, parents with a new Down syndrome diagnosis look through my posts. However, disability isn't the only thing that impacts our family. 2019 was brutal. Everyone (as they should) has gone on about 2020, but for us the craziness really began in 2019. On May 21st our house took on 4 foot of water in a flood. We pretty much lost everything, save a few things on selves or walls above four feet. Then the next day in a hailstorm my windshield was shattered. A few weeks later while living in a campus house (thanks to OKWU), a neighbors tree fell on my husband's car during a storm and totaled it. Then another two weeks later a deer ran into the side of the van causes $2,000 in damage. 

It was a very rough summer. We were heartbroken to lose our home. Now two years later the silver lining is that it made us redo our house. We took the chance to redesign and flip our home. We also bought the house next door and flipped it. (Will share on another post). Essentially the summer of 2019 is when Next Chapter Homes, llc really began. We now are on our second flip (not counting our own) and I've gotten to help give tips and ideas for home design and decorating. Below are some of the pictures of the finished product. 


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