I am ready. I never thought I would be ready to leave this place, but I am. This move has been hard. It seems as if none of the moving pieces of what makes a move a move have gone smoothly. All of those hang ups have sapped a lot of the joy that I had hoped to experience before I left here. When I tell you that not one piece of this move has gone smoothly to date I am not kidding. And that has made this whole experience a slightly sour one. Maybe I will feel differently once I am settled in our new townhome. (We are renting
the Edgefield townhome.) Maybe once I get to Portland, which everyone I have talked to or heard from (minus one person who told me that I am going to want to hate it b/c it is so terrible and dreary) has said it is amazing and that I will love living there, I will feel better.
For now, I am going to finish up my checklist of things to get done before we move. I am going to enjoy a soccer tournament this weekend with Josh in El Paso. On Monday the kids and I are going to head up to Cloudcroft & White Sands one last time. Movers come on Tuesday.
It makes me a bit sad that this whole moving experience has been such a negative one, but even if I leave this place screaming and running I will never forget the imprint it left on my heart. I will never forget the warmness of the people who made up my tribe here.
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This was our sunset two nights ago. I will miss these and our backyard which allow me to view such amazing and breathtaking scenery every night. |
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And finally that. |
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