Last Summer, when we were house shopping, looking for homes that met our needs and wants, our list included sidelights or half sidelights on either side of the front door. We liked a home that sold before we were ready to buy. It was from early 2000’s. The plan was very nice. It had sidelights on the front door, plus glass in the upper half of the door.
We have to believe things happen for a reason. When that house sold, the reason was, the home we really needed, the one that was right for us, was literally down the road. We would find it in due time.
When we found the plan for the home we eventually bought, we were happy to see sidelights and a solid door. Everything about the plan was/is perfect for us. We hoped to find it in new construction and we did, this past February not long after the contract was signed for the sale of our former home.
Late last Summer or early Fall, I read a post at Redhead Can Decorate. Julie wrote about the black and white urn she found at Grandin Road. I went over to Grandin Road for a closer look and ended up ordering two blue and white urns. I thought they would be perfect for either side of the front door, with sidelights, at our new home. The home, at that time, was just a tiny glimmer of a dream.
When the urns arrived from Grandin Road, we unpacked them to make sure they were okay, then packed them up again with hopes of being in a new home by Christmas.
Alas, it was not to be. I unpacked the urns and used them on the front porch of our former home, for Christmas 2014. After Christmas, I packed up the urns one more time. This time I hoped they would be on the front porch of our new home for Spring 2015.
Spring came and went without the urns.
Last week, just in time for Summer, quite by accident, we found one of the urns. As we unpack dishes and bric a brac, we are clearing the space. Lost and found happens here and there all around the basement. When I saw the carton with Grandin Road printed on the side, I knew the other carton would be nearby. I turned around and there it was.
The urns, purchased for a porch that did not exist in our lives, found their way to the place they were meant to be, just in time for Independence Day.