Sometimes I get jealous of the husband and the many places he has lived. Other than college, I have lived in this city my entire life.
The daughter now lives in Texas. The baby is still in his first year of college but I have no doubt he will venture off. One part of my heart applauds this; the other part dreads it. We encourage them to have their adventures but the white underbelly part of me is always thinking, "Please come home."
The husband and I have made choices. Some right; some wrong. We've both turned down promotions because the caveat was relocating. Eventually we may choose to downsize and the husband may get his condo in a warm weather city.
But I am parochial and a creature of habit. This is my village.
Friday, February 29, 2008
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I've lived in lots of places - But this has been HOME for a long time and this is where I'll stay. That's not negotiable.
But spending time in other places with somebody I love is great.
I would die if you ever relocated further than an hours drive! Deb leaving was hard enoughdon't even think about it! Stay in your village!
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