@Seashells7: I think I understand a little of how you may feel.
When my DH and I were engaged, I was still working and making a lot of money, and I had a lot of equity in the house I was selling in my city. Long story short, based upon what the market had indicated for home sales in my area, and the cost to build a new home in DH’s small town, we were in an excellent position to build an amazing house in one of the nicest neighborhoods in DH’s area.
I was in regular contact with the builder, talking about options and making some minor changes to the house plans, etc. I had my heart set on that house and even began to plan to purchase items for it. However, my house was on the market for more than a year before it went to settlement, the housing bubble in my area burst, I had to lower the price of my house by many tens of thousands of dollars. (I should note that we could not count on the sale of DH’s house toward the purchase of our new house, because his house required a lot of work before we could put it on the market, and he has children, whom we did not want to uproot until we had moved into a permanent residence.) As a result, my DH and I could no longer afford to build the house I wanted to build. Instead, we ended up purchasing a smaller — but still beautiful — existing house in the same neighborhood.
I wanted to be happy about my beautiful, new home, and I was. Except that I still wanted the other house and its many appealing features, some of which the house we purchased did not have.
I should note that no one else in this neighborhood had ever built the model of house that I had been planning to build. I had only seen drawings and floor plans of it. Well, one day, constuction began on the empty lot right next door to our house. You can imagine my reaction when I was studying the shape of the foundation and suddenly realized that my new neighbors were building “my” house! Right next door! LOL. 🙂
To be honest, at first, I actually found myself coveting this house, and I firmly believe that covetousness is a sin. I knew I was completely wrong to feel that way. However, it was a struggle for me for a short while, until God began to deal with my heart, and he used my wonderful, Godly husband to correct me regarding this matter. God and my husband both helped me to see that I needed to be thankful for the beautiful home God had already provided for us, and that I needed to let go of “my” dream that was not going to happen, at least not at this time.
I still see that other house every day. And I wouldn’t mind at all if, one day, we had the chance to buy it or build one like it. However, it’s no longer something that has a hold on me. I can appreciate it for what it is, a lovely home in my neighborhood with a wonderful family who are great neighbors for us. It no longer affects me, and I am very grateful for my own, beautiful home.
I’m know it hurts to lose a house to which you had become emotionally attached and which you had already started to envision as your new home. However, there will be another house out there for you, one that will become your wonderful new home! 🙂