When I started my studies in real estate, I was facing a total new vocabulary. There were a lot of scary words that should scare you too !
On this special time of mandatory shut down, we are told to stay home but also to take long walks outside to releave the stress.
A home is where we laugh, where we sing, where we love each other. A home is where we say : « my sweet baby, my sugar plum, my honey pot, my love !
Recently I sold a magnificent property on a small lake. I knew that there would be no problem with any flood since the house is on top of a hill and far from the lake !
The most courageous seller I ever met was the owner of a centennial home. We had met and he wanted to put the house for sale on the market with me, but he had doubts about the quality of the air in the house.
Last week I told the story of my parents moving from their home to the old folk home. I described how hard it was for them to leave the home they lived in for 50 years.
I think about my father’s short real estate broker career now that he is 84 and very fragile. I am amazed that every time I go see him at the hospital he asks me
The first person who came out of the car was a young girl with blue eyes, black hair and red cheeks. She was wearing a blue dress.