Twenty years ago, someone tried to buy my home for less than it was worth.
I was a young single mother in the middle of a divorce. I had to make a tough decision: pay the divorce attorney or pay my mortgage. I paid the attorney. That put me a month behind.
The calls started almost immediately. "Angel investors" who had found me through my divorce filing and my late mortgage payments. Both matters of public record. Offering to take the house off my hands. Quickly. Quietly. For a fraction of what it was worth.
They weren’t villains. What they offered, a fast, private, off-market transaction, is exactly what some sellers need. I wasn’t one of them. My home had equity. I had options. I just didn’t know it yet.
I dug in. Somewhere in that process I became so determined to understand how the system worked, and how it could work for people rather than against them, that I got my real estate license. I realized quickly that real estate, for me, isn't about selling homes. It's about helping people through a series of small decisions that lead to life-changing outcomes. I've never forgotten that. More than twenty years later, I’m in the top 1.5% of all realtors in the United States. Not despite that chapter. Largely because of it.
So however you sell or buy, publicly or privately, there’s no wrong offer. Only what's right for you.