We were pipe dreamers. We wanted a house for a family of nine, with acreage, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country, and it had to be within a ridiculously low budget.
Our agent searched high and low and never gave up on us. She didn’t try to convince us to increase our budget; she never told us to lower our expectations. Instead, as we nixed houses one by one, she encouraged us not to give up, saying over and over, “We’ll keep looking.” She kept us pressing on, month after month.
And then she found it. The house we were destined for, on the acreage we wanted, in my favorite little town in Texas, for considerably less than we were willing to pay.
In short, a miracle.
And she held our hand every step of the way, answering every question, making sure every T was crossed and every I was dotted. She had all the connections we needed and jumped in and helped us manage all the inspections, surveys, deadlines, paperwork and even our mortgage officer. She treated us and everyone we encountered along the way with wisdom, honesty and integrity.
Whether you need a miracle or just a realtor to find the home you’ve always dreamed of in the Texas Hill Country (Dripping Springs, Wimberley, San Marcos, Driftwood and Fischer) , remember this lady: