Letting go of this house is a bittersweet affair. It was my first home I owned all on my own so I have been very proud of it. Yet, it is the home I shared with Mr. Virgo and his memory is around every corner. We refinanced it just five months before he died, which gives me a mortgage until I am 90 years old…not something I am willing to contend with. So, off she goes. Prayers for a buyer who loves it as much as I did!