I finally have an offer from someone to buy Haven. It's not an offer I'm thrilled with, but it's an offer nonetheless. I'm going to lose a lot of money in the deal, but at least it's money that has already been spent I won't have to face the threat of spending more.
I hate the thought of giving up my store, but it's simply something I can't cling to any longer. Moving to Birmingham made it hard enough to keep up with things there, but with a baby on the way I'll be able to devote even less time to it. Haven requires and deserves a lot of time and energy to keep it running well, and unfortunately, I'm unable to give those things anymore.
We worked hard at putting Haven together and keeping it growing. I hope those who have appreciated our efforts will continue to enjoy the atmosphere brought on by new ownership.
Moving on from here is scary. In a sense, I'm starting from scratch. But others have done it, so I can too. After going through a divorce, getting transferred, selling my house, and finding out I've got a child on the way all within the past year I've grown accustomed to dealing with stressful situations.
Come to think of it, today is the one-year anniversary of my divorce, which also would have been the three-year anniversary of my marriage. Today seems like a good day to move on.