Life is an intricate tapestry of connections; one only needs to take a step back to discern how each piece seamlessly intertwines. Through what felt like divine intervention, my hope was rekindled, unveiling a newfound purpose in this unfolding chapter of my life.
My life went upside down and inside out when my husband, George, died. I felt I lost my identity and sense of belonging in this vast world.
In preparing for his celebration of life, I envisioned releasing three doves to symbolize the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. I encountered an adorable dwarf dove at my local pet store.
For over an hour, I went back and forth: Take him? No, leave him? There aren’t three, just this one. I thought of a million reasons why I shouldn't bring him home. When I turned the corner to take one final look, that little birdie flew directly to me. As to say, “Yep, I am going with you.”
Remembering all the joy, laughter and cherished moments with George, I lovingly named my new feather friend Prince George. I never imagined meeting this tiny creature would become my comfort and companion.
During this time, I met a wonderful man, Matthew, who was supportive, understanding and kind. He loved Prince George just as much as I did. I began to open up again, seeing the possibilities of our future. I couldn’t hold onto the past; I could only remember it and use it for strength in the future.
It was really hard when I lost my sweet bird, Prince George, but a realization dawned upon me—true solace doesn't solely reside in earthly beings or material possessions. It resides in the faith we hold, the connections we foster and the unseen yet profound ways in which life unfolds. Through this period of healing, I fell in love with my faith and my life, seeing every chapter as a beautiful piece of my legacy.
With this new outlook, I leaned into the next chapter of our lives. Matthew and I got married and started a new adventure: searching for our perfect home. Having worked in real estate for decades, I never expected finding our perfect home would be so difficult.
In our quest for a home, we scoured through numerous houses, facing dead ends and uncertainties. It was during one of those moments, as we tried to locate a specific lot of land, that an owl landed and looked right at us.
We were in awe- and we wondered what he was trying to tell us. We never located the lot and went home empty-handed. Still no home.
The next morning, I prayed for guidance in our quest to find our home. My friend, Gioia, called me the same morning, excited to share her dream with me. She dreamt about me, Matthew, George, and her in our home. She said we lived in a two-story home. Matthew slept in that morning, and during our morning greeting, he spoke to Brad. Brad had called to schedule a time to have his customer’s water tested.
I have known Brad for 18+ years, and we had no clue that we all knew each other. All morning, I continued to find white feathers from my car to the front door of my home. These signs, the owl, Gioia’s dream, Brad, and the inexplicable
feathers were breadcrumbs nudging us to relook at a 10-acre parcel in Deland.
Mistakenly blocking the drive led us to another stroke of fate—we met a couple who had been preparing their two-story home. Although they were not expecting company, nor were they ready to sell their home, they still warmly invited us to take a tour of their home. Pulling into their driveway, we began to feel comfort, but when we walked inside, Matthew and I immediately knew we were home.
Reflecting on our journey, each twist and turn affirmed my belief in divine interventions. Amid life's trials, there's an unseen force shaping our paths—if only we remain open to its guidance.
Our journey to finding our home was no easy venture, but using my professional experiences with patience, open-mindedness and gentleness, we prevailed. Since 1987, my real estate career has been a significant part of my life, dedicated to serving people through one of life’s greatest and most rewarding transactions.
When I was married to my belated husband, George, I opened my own real estate agency and helped countless clients and my agents achieve their goals. After his death, I felt a calling to do something bigger than myself, so I closed my agency and turned to others who had mastered real estate, like Todd Swann, the owner of Swann Real Estate.
My philosophy is quality over quantity.
Cultivating relationships with respect, gratitude and purpose. I am not a salesperson. I am a coach guiding my customers successfully to achieve the next chapter in their lives.
Remembering all the joy, laughter and cherished moments with George, I lovingly named my new feather friend Prince George. I never imagined meeting this tiny creature would become my comfort and companion.
During this time, I met a wonderful man, Matthew, who was supportive, understanding and kind. He loved Prince George just as much as I did. I began to open up again, seeing the possibilities of our future. I couldn’t hold onto the past; I could only remember it and use it for strength in the future. It was really hard when I lost my sweet bird, Prince George, but a realization dawned upon me—true solace doesn't solely reside in earthly beings or material possessions. It resides in the faith we hold, the connections we foster and the unseen yet profound ways in which life unfolds. Through this period of healing, I fell in love with my faith and my life, seeing every chapter as a beautiful piece of my legacy.
With this new outlook, I leaned into the next chapter of our lives. Matthew and I got married and started a new adventure: searching for our perfect home. Having worked in real estate for decades, I never expected finding our perfect home would be so difficult.
In our quest for a home, we scoured through numerous houses, facing dead ends and uncertainties. It was during one of those moments, as we tried to locate a specific lot of land, that an owl landed and looked right at us.
We were in awe- and we wondered what he was trying to tell us. We never located the lot and went home empty-handed. Still no home. The next morning, I prayed for guidance in our quest to find our home. My friend, Gioia, called me the same morning, excited to share her dream with me. She dreamt about me, Matthew, George, and her in our home. She said we lived in a two-story home. Matthew slept in that morning, and during our morning greeting, he spoke to Brad. Brad had called to schedule a time to have his customer’s water tested.
I have known Brad for 18+ years, and we had no clue that we all knew each other. All morning, I continued to find white feathers from my car to the front door of my home. These signs, the owl, Gioia’s dream, Brad, and the inexplicable
feathers were breadcrumbs nudging us to relook at a 10-acre parcel in Deland.
Mistakenly blocking the drive led us to another stroke of fate—we met a couple who had been preparing their two-story home. Although they were not expecting company, nor were they ready to sell their home, they still warmly invited us to take a tour of their home. Pulling into their driveway, we began to feel comfort, but when we walked inside, Matthew and I immediately knew we were home.
Reflecting on our journey, each twist and turn affirmed my belief in divine interventions. Amid life's trials, there's an unseen force shaping our paths—if only we remain open to its guidance. Our journey to finding our home was no easy venture, but using my professional experiences with patience, open-mindedness and gentleness, we prevailed. Since 1987, my real estate career has been a significant part of my life, dedicated to serving people through one of life’s greatest and most rewarding transactions.
When I was married to my belated husband, George, I opened my own real estate agency and helped countless clients and my agents achieve their goals. After his death, I felt a calling to do something bigger than myself, so I closed my agency and turned to others who had mastered real estate, like Todd Swann, the owner of Swann Real Estate.
My philosophy is quality over quantity.
Cultivating relationships with respect, gratitude and purpose. I am not a salesperson. I am a coach guiding my customers successfully to achieve the next chapter in their lives. I provide my customers with industry knowledge, resources and expertise, which aligns me to advise them of all their options each step of the way. When they know their options, they can make the best decision for themselves.
When the transaction is completed, I hope to remain their real estate agent for life. Referrals and returning clients are my most rewarding compliments.
When the transaction is completed, I hope to remain their real estate agent for life. Referrals and returning clients are my most rewarding compliments.
With gratitude,
Donna DeMeglio
Associate Broker, Power Agent™
Cell Direct 386-220-5303
Office 386-738-3688
Donna@SeaMyHome.com
www.SeaMyHome.com