Three Years and Two Moves Later

We've now lived in our small town for three years.  The kids are flourishing here.  They have made friends and connections in the community.  They love being able to walk where ever they need to go.  I like our new neighbors more than they neighbors at the house we're trying to sell.  I love the property and wildlife that I see everyday.  I enjoy having so much space for our large family.  The decision to move our family more than an hour away from extended family and friends was not made easily.  It WAS the right decision for us.

So why did I wake up last night longing to go "home"? 

Later in the morning, I was pondering what I missed from our last community.  I dearly miss my sisters and mom, nieces and nephews.  I miss the worlds best library.  I miss the friends that knew me from way back when.  Too many years have passed since we left. The closeness of former friends and family is gone.   "Home" no longer exists for me. 

Dark Days

It's been kind of tough around here lately. My oldest two children are very lonely and really miss living near their friends. Their closest friends have also moved away from the area, so even if we had stayed in the old town, they would still be lonely.

Joe and Madelyn hung out at church with the youth group on Sunday. Both of them had a good time and are beginning to meet more of their peers. Kate and Steve haven't been able to make any connections in the area. I've been scouring the local newspaper in search of activities that they could join, without any success.

Now that things are getting more organized, I have more time and am also a little lonely. I'm hoping with the weather changing that we will be able to get outside more often. Being cooped up hasn't helped our situation.