The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of...

So I saw an ad in the paper for an estate sale on Wednesday afternoon. It was being held a block over from my house Tuesday through Thursday. That day after work I drove by to check the place out and saw a bunch of trash on the curb. I figured that whoever was having the sale either sold everything and this is what was left or decided it wasn't worth it and threw it all out. A couple of the bags peaked my interest but I was too embarrassed to grab them and thought I would check back the next morning.

Cut to Thursday morning, the last day of the sale according to the paper. I drove by on my way to the office to see a bunch of people standing outside looking through the trash pile. I asked one of the nice ladies if there was a sale going on inside to which she replied that no one was answering the door. With that I figured one of my assumptions was correct and continued on to the office.

Ryan picked me up for lunch later that afternoon and said he would help me grab a couple of the trash bags with clothes to go through, so we decided to swing back by. Hey, don't judge me... I'm trying to open a vintage boutique and you just never know!! Well there were some cars at the house and Ryan practically forced me out of the car to go knock on the door. As I walked up I asked the man outside if they had any vintage women's clothing for sale and he told me they had closets full and to come on in.

As I stepped up to the threshold I hesitated due to the smell and looks of the place. I prayed to God that no one had been living in that manner and that the place had just been vacant for years. I didn't want to appear rude and just walk away so again I thought to myself...you just NEVER know.

There was literally nothing in this home other than trash...nothing, yet I proceeded to the closet sure to find something. As I opened it up all I could see was vintage goodness...polyester dresses, big seventies collars and sixties shifts galore! I started pulling EVERYTHING off the rack as fast as I could as I was on my lunch break. As I was finishing up I was lead to a second closet with more goodies. Ryan came up to the doorway in shock as I threw piles in his arms to load up.

The sale was being hosted by the family of the home and in their desperation to clean the place out told me that whatever I wanted was mine free of charge. Can you believe it?? He also told me that there was more in the attic and that they would wait for my return when I got off of work that evening...

Seeing that the house was in rough shape I was a little nervous to venture up there but yet again my curiosity got the best of me... I just HAD to check. I told one of my co-workers what I was up to and she informed me that if I died falling through the ceiling that in my obit she would have it say "She died doing what she loved." so off I went. As I climbed the pull down stairs to the attic I noticed that it was awfully bright for an attic and as I reached the top saw that for every shingle that was in place two or three were missing and that it would be just me and the sky up there.





This place was huge and the gentleman wasn't lying there was a lot of stuff up there... as I looked around at the myriad of boxes and randomness I saw on the far wall a line of clothes and garment bags and I carefully made my way over... Some of the stuff was deteriorating from being exposed to the elements for who knows how long but I found a few pieces in good shape. I then proceeded to open the garment bags to find everything well preserved. I carefully made my way down with my finds and filled my trunk up while thanking the owners as much as I knew how...

As I began sorting through my treasure at home I started thanking God for this huge blessing. Just thinking about it now makes my heart swell with love... oh, how the Father knows the desires of our hearts and fulfills them in his due time. As I've been getting closer to my dream of this boutique I have began second guessing myself unsure if this is the plan God has for my life. If ever there has been a moment of confirmation this was it...

He knew the jewels that lay in the walls of that home and I fully believe he had them stored over there just for me mere yards away from my own home all these years waiting. How may people do you think walked up to that home only to turn away in disgust? I am just overwhelmed with happiness...the closer my relationship with God gets the less I believe in fate and luck. It's all His plan and doing...He orchestrated the whole thing from the beginning to turn out just as it did.

I know this is a wordy post but I just had to get it all down so I don't forget the little miracle that happened in my life years from now when I am fulfilling my destiny... these truly are the things dreams are made of... It was such a God thing, the amount of dresses, the good condition everything was in, the fact that it was all free of charge. The abundance of it all...when God blesses you He never does it half heartedly! The images I've shared are only a portion of what I have but these are a few of my faves...