I wasn’t sure where I fit in, every time I tried harder to find my place, I felt further away than when I started. Little did I know I was about to embark on a journey to discover who I was.
Ever since I can remember, I wanted to travel. I dreamed of foreign languages, new places, ancient architecture and mountains. I worked all through high school to pay for my first trip to Europe. It was everything I’d hoped for and my hunger to get back out there only grew after that first trip.
When I was nineteen years old, my family moved to Arizona and I attended the local university. After traveling the world and meeting so many new people, I was excited for the opportunity to meet new people in Arizona. It didn’t go the way I expected, the students were judgmental, the heat of the desert was brutal, and there was nowhere for me to fit in. I searched for my people, my tribe for years in that desert. Each time I worked to get closer, identify with someone, fit in, I felt further away than before.
Over winter break of my second year there, I made a friend while traveling in Mexico. He invited me to visit him in London and the thought of traveling while in school struck me as a brilliant idea. I applied for the exchange program and that fall was on a plane for England. That year abroad, I found my tribe, my people. After wandering for so long, I realized they were out there all along just someplace else.
I continued to travel over the years, sometimes with friends, often alone. My first time traveling alone, I still remember the fear of starting in a new place completely alone, not sure what would happen. I felt vulnerable as a woman alone in a foreign country, not knowing anyone at all. But, after the first couple days, a shift happened, I felt stronger, calmer, and I began to get to know myself. Every time I traveled alone afterwards, I knew everything would be okay because I knew myself and nothing was going to hold me back.
In 2010 after my divorce, my world turned upside down and my family had to leave our home where I’d raised my children. The economic climate had changed, and we could no longer afford the place we called home. It was heartbreaking and as I explained to my three children that everything would be okay, I could feel the tension in my chest grow.
Leaving that home was one of the hardest things I ever did, but I knew that I’d get through it and so would my children. All those times I traveled alone in foreign countries, unknown places, I’d been working on something that became clear when we moved. Strength. I’d been building up my strength, my independence, my ability to keep going no matter what. I shared that strength with my children as we packed up all our belongings into the big white truck outside and again as we hauled them into our new house and started our new lives.
In 2005, I became a licensed REALTOR® and began to share my strength with others looking for their homes. I continue to travel every year, keeping perspective of what matters most, family, home, people. Meeting new people, getting to hear about their life and be a brief part of that is what I love about real estate. A home is more than the four walls and roof around you, it’s a feeling. That’s something I learned that day I moved my children out of our family home. It’s a feeling I continue to bring into every real estate transaction and something that powers my strength to fight for the best interests of my clients, never backing down.
When you buy a home, you buy more than the brick and mortar, it’s a feeling of what’s best for your family. I know because when I had to uproot my family in 2010, I brought that feeling with me to our new home. It can be difficult to go through a big change, a move with a family, and that’s where I come in. People are my expertise and so is homeownership. I will always fight for the best decision for you and your family, there for you every step of the way. My 15+ years of experience in real estate and expertise in communication and interpersonal relationships ensure that I will find you the home of your dreams.
With gratitude,
Laurie Greenfield
REALTOR®