The Priceless Real Estate Of A Village — One Moore Thing

I am a realtor in Anne Arundel County. A career I love in a place that I love. I don’t typically talk about it here because I tend to compartmentalize my worlds but anyone who has children and works one or more jobs knows that none of it fits into separate black and white categories. There is a persistent bleeding that spills throughout the page.

This past week was a reminder of the glory and the grit of it all. The challenges of the work/mom life and the rewards of the strength of the village that surrounds us. It started with Spain. I know… please don’t cry for me Argentina. Spain has always been a bucket list item for me and when some of our closest friends moved to Madrid for a year, we decided a few weeks ago that we wanted to see them, we NEEDED to see them (it would be irresponsible if we didn’t). So our tight, local village of five flew to Madrid to stay with our friends, the type that make you feel so loved and protected, in their beautiful apartment for a week to eat the best food, laugh the deepest laughs and soak in all the cafes con leche and the glorious sights that make Spain nothing short of magic. It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Village. 

And none of that could happen without the village on the ground here. My mom who is turning 71 years young today, stayed with my four kids and between one sick kid and the eight pages of notes that I left her, she not only took care of them with grace, but she painted my oldest daughters room a beautiful shade of happiness called Aloha. She gave them her time, her energy and her blue speckled hands. And we all are so grateful. Village. 

And then came reality. When I returned home our heat wasn’t working, a friend gave me a name of a trusted professional who was there at seven the next morning to fix it. I had a few work setbacks and my dearest friend talked me to me in the way only the ones that love you the deepest can, with humor and compassion and a reminder that all is going to be okay, in the way that you believe them and you begin to see your worth again. And then the call from the school nurse came that same morning that my son was still sick and then there was another trip to the doctor for bloodwork in a search for an answer that has yet to come. And then for the first time in my life, just feet from my driveway, so close but too far, in the dark of night after my daughter’s dance class, I ran out of gas. On my country road, strangers pulled over, not one but three asked if I was okay and they pushed my car back home. I cried streams in the driveway for the gift of their kindness. I realized how lucky I was that I can reach out to more than one person that could bring me gas. And the first person I asked was the one who showed up and told me that I wasn’t alone, it has happened to him and his wife too and to not even worry about it. He also stayed to make sure that the car started again. It didn’t. He jumped the battery, made sure all was in running order again in my life, it was, and gave me the type of hug that is outlined with strength. Village. Village. Village. 

Life is hard. But the village brings the light. We just have to remember to look for it, ask for help when we need it and remind ourselves that we are not alone. We show up for the village and the village shows up for us. And we are all the better for it. Here’s to the priceless people that help build and rebuild our worlds.

Katie has a new book out that is a collection of quotes and mic drops to embrace your inner warrior. "Girl Power" is available now on Amazon and is the perfect gift for all the warriors in your world. You can find out more details and book signing info on her instagram @katieyackleymoore. Endless thanks for reading. Xo


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MooreFam SKatie Yackley Moore is a freelance writer, real estate agent, yoga instructor and a momma of four navigating life and a separation and finding herself in the process. She adores coffee shops, laughing until it hurts and impromptu dance parties. Her work has appeared on Scary Mommy, Mamalode and HuffPost Parents. She has published a journal entitled "Dream a Bigger Dream" and the children's books "You Are a Warrior" and "We are Family" and just finished her first novel. Catch up with her between tea breaks at The Naked Mommaand on Facebook.

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