The special place called Still Waters Cottage…

I can’t really explain it… it’s a feeling I had. A love-at-first-sight kinda feeling.

The first time we drove into this little haven we were shopping for a cottage we could use for our vacation time. The kids were getting older and they didn’t want to leave their friends and let’s be honest, where else do you vacation in the summer when you live on beautiful Prince Edward Island? Exactly, there’s no place like home…especially when home is PEI.

Anyway… we fell in love and purchased this little cottage, fixed it up and we had our first listing on Airbnb. We were shocked at how little we actually got to enjoy it here! We were booked right into October and hardly got to spend any time here over the summer.

I was amazed at how much I loved the quaint size of our little cottage. The house work was done so much faster and I had more time to enjoy the kids when we were here. Memories were made dancing to the Saturday night hoedown, spending New Year’s Eve here eating homemade Chinese food with cold floors and a propane fireplace to keep us warm. We didn’t want to to leave. This cottage became a place of restoration for me. It made me think of Psalm 24. “He leads me beside the still waters, He restores my soul”. That’s exactly what happened every time I came here… I experienced rest and renewal.

I needed more. I was tired of vacuuming our big home that I thought I always wanted. Then the big idea hit me… let’s move to the cottage forever. Let’s tear the roof off that tiny cottage, add a couple bedrooms and another compact bathroom. And that, my friends, is exactly what we did and I haven’t looked back since. It has been a tremendous blessing to us to live in this beautiful place… to wake up and see the water, to watch the tide rise and fall, to walk on the beach and enjoy the beauty of God’s creation. There is rarely a day that I don’t gaze out the window with thankfulness. So Still Waters Cottage became our home…

Little did we know at that point, that Still Waters Cottage was about to multiply.

To be continued…

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