Twelve years ago, we bought the cabin where our family traditionally stayed at a resort since I was a little kid. Over our ownership we've hosted may friends and family, caught a lot of fish, and overall made wonderful memories.
So why did we sell? A lot of reasons, but the primary being we've moved to northern Minnesota and live on a lake, making the cabin on Leech quite redundant. Likewise, the ownership board of the resort became extremely activist, and we were looking at being forced to make significant changes and upgrades to the cabin. The net result would be that it would no longer be our cabin, kind of in more ways than one.
The good news is that the cabin will be available for rent, which we'll absolutely do as long as friends and family choose to join us. The bad news is that when we stay there, it technically will no longer be "ours."
It's said that under duress one should go to their "happy place." For me, I'm about 7 or 8 years old, and I'm sitting in the living room with my siblings. In the kitchen are parents, grandparents, uncle, and friends, and they're all laughing so hard. While I admit it's hard to sell one's happy place, I'm not selling those memories or the hundreds of others that were created there.
And guess what? We were renting the place when we made a lot of those memories, just as we'll do going forward.
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