Windermere recently launched a new advertising campaign with the tagline, "Your Story is Our Story." The only problem with this is that I didn't come up with it first. Because this line encompasses how I see my business–as part of my life.

Buying a house is an intensely personal rite of passage, and the fact that I get to navigate this journey with so many isn't lost on me. It's a deep privilege. In the past two years, I  have helped people find their homes in fourteen cities from Everett to Bonney Lake (did you even know there were that many?). Every one of them were sent to me by family, friends, or clients. I'm often asked what area I work. And my answer is always the same–I work with people, not just an area. I go where they need me to go (within reason).

Every client I count as a friend by the time we've walked their journey to (or from) home ownership together. Their reasons for embarking on the journey are all unique: a young family that needs more space, a newly married couple buying their first home together, a couple downsizing after decades in one place, a single person out on her own for the first time, a family new to the Northwest, and the list goes on. All the journeys are different, all are emotional, all have their moments of reflection and moments of elation. Beyond the scope of my negotiating skills or plodding through necessary paperwork, I am often there as the voice of reason, or to help make sense of the choices, or just to give a hug when it's hard to say good-bye to a home filled with memories.

So for me, real estate isn't just a job. It's becoming a part of your life and your story. And then, it's my story, too.

Posted on November 9, 2015 at 9:35 pm
Marcea Galindo | Category: Real estate | Tagged , , , , , , , , ,


I love summer. I love painted toenails and sandals, going sleeveless at ten o’clock at night and not being cold, eating every meal outside, iced tea by the gallon, and a less-rigid schedule.

My husband recently commented that I usually go into fall kicking and screaming. He’s right. I do. Because summer is never enough. Never enough blue sky, never enough time at the beach, never enough days to sleep in, never enough memories made.

But this year we had the most spectacular summer I can remember. The blue skies were endless, we ate outside all but a half-a-handful of days, we made monumental memories with family and friends, we enjoyed hot temps at the beach (lake and sea!), we watched the Blue Angels all four days. Simply, we had fun. We milked summer for all it was worth and enjoyed every moment.

As I go into fall this year, I am satisfied. Summer was satisfying, maybe more than ever before. And while my feet aren’t ready for boots and I’m not really welcoming the sight of red leaves yet, I am looking forward to making more memories of a different sort. Watching my oldest soar in her major and tackle new challenges in her work, walking alongside my son as he begins his college adventure and starts the process of becoming a true grown-up, and hanging onto childhood a little longer through my youngest as she navigates the rest of high school without her siblings nearby.

So bring it on. Bring on the football games and the pumpkin spiced lattes. Bring on the falling leaves and cozy dinners in the kitchen. I’m ready. And just so you know, my toenails will still be painted inside my boots.

Posted on September 2, 2015 at 7:23 pm
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This past weekend, our second child, our only son, graduated from High School. Much of my time in the days preceding was spent going through pictures, capturing moments to display on his Reflection Board. As I looked back at the process of a little boy turning into a man, I remembered a conversation among a group of friends long ago, probably at the park as our kids played together. These friends, most of whom had kids just a little older than mine, were talking about their favorite stages of childhood, from a mother’s perspective. One friend said something that has always stuck with me:

“Every stage is my favorite.”

How true it is:

When they are babies, it’s my favorite because they are adorable, cuddly, and miraculous.

When they are toddlers, it’s my favorite because they are doing something new every day, the age of discovery.

When they are moving into school age, it’s my favorite because their independence immerges and their personalities develop.

When they approach the teen years, it’s my favorite because they are big enough to have an opinion and be on their own a bit, but small enough to still give mom hugs that fit under her chin.

When they start driving, it’s my favorite because the taxi service slows down and the adult in them starts to show.

When they are in their late teens, it’s my favorite because we can do adult things together, and since we have given them freedom, they still like to be with us.

Right now, the graduation stage is my favorite. A little less parenting, a little more friendship and sage advice. And a big world out there waiting to be tested and explored.

I’m enjoying every moment, until the next stage.

Posted on June 11, 2015 at 7:33 pm
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