Deb's Lake Livingston Real Estate & Stuff!

Based on statistics the top three professions for high dollar pay are;

1. Medicine

2. Law                                                            

3. Professional sales

This puts us Realtors that work our profession full time in the top money making business that the Free Enterprise system offers. Hurrah! Yea for us!

This does not mean that our Profession is easy by any means. This also doesn't mean that we are high pressured sales dogs out to pop another sale. This does not mean that our commission is the final goal.

What this does mean is that we are highly educated in the intricacies of Real Estate Law, Contracts, Principals and other related and necessary education.

Always, I mean Always, place full priority on your Fiduciary Responsibility to your Client and the money will come.

and Proud of it! Deb

This is why I do what I do...and it began in 1918...

on a Dairy farm in Southern Indiana. Times were so different then. Life was simple and fresh and pure as a tall glass of cold milk. Many people's livings were being made by cultivating the land and what it provided. A little boy was born by the name of Gerald and would be called Gerry.

Gerry, a cotton-topped three year old was playing in the yard one day when he saw his dad's tractor coming in from the fields to the barn. As he had done so many times before, Gerry went running and scaled the fence that kept him from his daddy. But, this time he fell. His left arm was broken and the old country doctor was fetched.

Casting for broken limbs was still relatively new and the doctor was very, very old.

Gerry's mother tried everything she could to keep him comfortable. Three days later he was screaming in pain and again the doctor was called. Off came the cast but alas it was too late. Gerry's arm had been wrapped too tight and gangrene set in due to lack of blood flow.

                                        Gerry's life and mine were both altered that day when he lost his arm.

Gerry was my dad. He was my teacher, mentor, comforter, comedian, friend, and hero. There seemed to be nothing he couldn't do! He taught me how to tie my shoe with his long willowy dexterous fingers. He taught me how to shoot a gun and hit the target dead on. I can hit a bull's eye with a bow and arrow. He could too. He taught me how to shoot hoops and dribble a basketball. He taught me a love of antiques, books and music. He was gregarious to a fault and made friends wherever he went. He taught me empowerment by doing everything the best that I could. Without words he taught me there was nothing I couldn't do if I put my mind to it!

I was his only child and he was my only dad!

Back to the future. 

After traveling to Indiana for my father's funeral (December 24^th, 1982), my return for Christmas was sad and blurry. Shortly after Christmas I became ill. I was really sick. My fever hovered at about 102 degrees for three weeks and I could keep no food down. I was too weak to move. The clinic down the road had prescribed pills that I later discovered I was highly allergic to. I continued to take the pills and became sicker and sicker until it was almost too late.

My defining moment: My Near Death Experience: 

I was standing on the bank of the most incredibly gorgeous rolling land and electric blue water. There were so many flowers on the other side of the bank it was shocking to my psyche, not just my eyes, but my whole being.

Never have I witnessed such beauty and such a feeling of peace and love. A beautiful bridge crossed from my side to the other bank. I could feel the aroma of the flowers and the colors were more vivid than I had ever seen. The bridge seemed to be a small bridge yet as I came closer it seemed to become long, without end. I looked to the other side of the bank and low and behold there was my father! It was daddy!

He was coming towards me and entering the bridge. I had this rush of overwhelming feelings that I should run to him but my legs didn't move. I saw him begin to pick up pace and run across the bridge towards me. He exuded happiness. He seemed younger than I had seen him but it was, without question, my dad. About midway across the bridge a haze washed across. When dad came through the haze and continued towards me he was whole.

He ran to me and gave me the most beautiful two-armed hug I had ever imagined! It was the hug I had always dreamed of. We did not speak, yet we communicated and I felt his voice. He told me not to take the bridge and that I couldn't go with him. He said I still had things to do. He told me he was happy and he would see me again and that he loved me. I wanted to be there with him. I wanted to go. I felt safe and loved and more peaceful than I could ever have hoped for. Dad's answer was a definite "no".

When I awoke the next morning I felt as if I were healing. I was feeling stronger and thought I had a dream. I kept telling everyone that dad had come to me in a dream that night. With a lot of research and understanding I now know what really happened. Dad didn't visit me. I died. It just was not my time. The Lord sent me to dad to reassure me and to send me back.                                               

Boy, did I come back! My career in Commercial Leasing turned a corner. I was fearful that I might have lost my job for being out an entire month but instead I was promoted with a raise to the North Central Director of Marketing. My mourning healed, my body healed, my soul healed and I was ready for a fantastic future!

My love of Real Estate blossomed into the sales arena instead of the leasing end and my business is thriving. I revel in the fact that I can look people in the eye and say, "I want the best for you and I will work to see that happen." I know in my heart and soul I am doing what I am meant to do. I am helping people find their home and their comfort in this life. I am helping people with the largest investment most of them will ever make. I am helping people to find their happiness and their futures! I love people and am blessed to be in this business!

Thank you everyone here on Active Rain that will read and contribute to this. Thank you, Dad.

Deb

I have chosen to share my experience with more than my immediate family because it seems unfair. Not all of us will know the perfection of the other side till death. My experience is as real to me today as it was when it happened. I know each and every one of us will continue to continue. I strive to be the best I can be during my time here.

It was my defining moment.

 and Proud of it. Deb

Or...I'm Leavin' on a jet plane. Don't know when I'll be back again. Yes, I'm leaving. Whew. I am Audie 5000. Adios Amigo's. Ciao. Aloha. Buh Bye! Ah Biento. Later baby! Asta La Pasta! I have secrets and this is one of my favorites. I share it with you because I am either brave or crazy or maybe a little of both.

I'm packing as we speak! We have two tickets to paradise and off we go into the wild blue yonder!

You get my drift. To date, it has been three years since my husband, Scott and I have taken a vacation. I am about to experience boredom. What is that you say? I'm not quite sure. We will have NO TV, NO PHONES, NO COMPUTERS and NO COMMUNICATION with the outside world. 

We will have sand, surf, palm trees, guacamole, exotic birds, sunshine and each other. In fact, we are going with another couple so we will also have, Scrabble, Uno, Cash Flow (teaches investments) by Robert Kiyosoki, books and a little time. Oh yeah, I'll have my MP3 player I got for Christmas!

We are flying into Puerto Villiarta and staying in the Southern most "original" city called the Romantic Zone. This is for the first night. The next day we leave for La Manzanilla, a small fishing village off of Costa Allegra (Happy Coast). This is where we will play for 7 nights and 8 glorious days, then back to Puerto Villiarta for two more nights. It's a beautiful tiny village on the coast of the Pacific that embraces the charm of original Mexico.

Pictures speak a thousand words so enjoy a few with me! I will take more for the vacation report afterwards. We have traveled there a few years before and we can't wait to get there again!                                                                       

This is our palapa and our view on the non-Pacific side. Awesome, huh? Our rooftop has table and chairs, rainproof covering and two adult hammocks. This is Heaven on earth.

We get a full view of the sunset off to the left of our casita. Many fishing boats are making their way back into the bay after a full day of fishing. For a mere fee the locals will take you out on their boats for a tour of the bay. Dolphins, whales, Pelican and Egrets are a common view. The locals will also take you for a surf and sun horseback ride. I can be bored here. I know I'm not going to want to come home.  

Above, the sunset from our room.

Below is the view from the restaurant called Martin's. We have about a three minute walk to his tables. Martine is a chef of all chef's. He takes the fresh seafood and turns his dishes into delectible servings of art. His after dinner coffees turn into a show of talent while he mixes, strains and whips at the table. A two hour meal here is a short one!

The average daily temperature is a high of 78 degrees and a low of 58 during the winter. No A/C units are needed as the building is built so "green" that it remains a constant 72 degrees. It's wonderful. Right out the back door is an avacado tree off which ripe avacados can be picked and prepared in our kitchen within minutes.

This was our sunset (untouched) in La Manzania in February of 2005. Five minutes before I shot this we experienced an earthquake rated 5.2 on the rictor scale.

Our earth shook but God prevailed. This photo certainly shows it with impact!  

Below are shots of the coast at Tenacatita only 15 minutes away from La Manzania.

A quick taxi ride will carry you to an even more remote part of the earth. One of which I had only dreamed of.

I saw Lobsters walking along the edge of the water! There are fish so large you can't believe your eyes staring right back at you!

We found outdoor restaurants along the water that served the fresh Lobsters and fish, Margaritas and sunshine for pennies! Of course, we were sharing our shore side tables with the occasional chicken or rooster that would wonder through. It all added to the charm. There were probably no more than 200 people total on the entire point of Tenacatita!

It's a small peninsula that juts into the massive openess of the Pacific Ocean and makes you feel as if you're alone in Paradise! In fact, I will be. Almost alone. But, definately in Paradise.

See, I really was there. And, within 48 hours now I will be on a plane headed there again. Wow, life is good.

I'm going to miss all my AR friends and the sound of the keys of my computer but alas I must submit. As I've told my clients lately they will like me a lot better after I've had a vacation! They all agreed.

Just yesterday I received a call from an Active Rain Realtor search from a lady out of Pennsylvania wanting me to list four of her lots here at the Lake! She gave me her full blessings and will still list with me when I get back. You just can't beat that with a stick. Business coming in from the place I love to be! Active Rain. Learn more from the La Manzanilla blog.

and Proud of it!  Deb