I am trying.
Trying to find where I fit here.
Find my place, my people, where I belong.
I haven't yet though.
I have one friend here and she is fantastic. She watches my kids, listens to me whine, and is just fun to be around.
But, we are busy and see each other maybe once a week, but usually less.
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This town is HUGE.
I am used to my small sleepy town of Logan. I am used to it taking 5 minutes to get anywhere in town. Instead it takes me 5 minutes just to get out of the subdivision!
I am used to small schools and small class sizes.
I found out this week that there are 10 Kindergarten classes of 25 students each in the elementary school up the road. That is SO big. Too big for this small town girl.
Maybe homeschool is the answer for us for a bit longer? I just don't know.
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I am trying, trying, trying.
I a going, going, going.
Swim lessons, dance classes, swim lessons again, park days, the gym, homeschool, sewing, gestating, loving on these little people.
There isn't much time for anything other than going.
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I am going, going, going because I am lonely lonely lonely.
I am a very social creature and now all the sudden, the only people I have to be social with are my 3 small people and my darling husband. And while they are all wonderful....a girl needs her girlfriends.
I know it will come.
I know I will find my place and will love this place.
But for now...
it is just hard.
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Thursday, November 18, 2010
The More Things Change...
They dance at my feet listening to Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and Jingle Bells, loving this time of year.
They watch out the window waiting for snow, waiting for the magic it brings.
They play at my feet with Legos, babies and coloring books, narrating their stories as they go.
They cook in the the kitchen with me. They have their kitchen, I have mine.
He goes to school in the morning and comes home in the afternoon. By noon the girls want to know when he is coming home.
She goes to dance and we run errands while she spins, twirls and taps her little heart out.
We go to Church every Sunday, come home have lunch and rest.
We are preparing for so many changes and while we do, it is nice to know some things stay the same and never change.
They watch out the window waiting for snow, waiting for the magic it brings.
They play at my feet with Legos, babies and coloring books, narrating their stories as they go.They cook in the the kitchen with me. They have their kitchen, I have mine.
He goes to school in the morning and comes home in the afternoon. By noon the girls want to know when he is coming home.
She goes to dance and we run errands while she spins, twirls and taps her little heart out.
We go to Church every Sunday, come home have lunch and rest.We are preparing for so many changes and while we do, it is nice to know some things stay the same and never change.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
My Home
Last summer, I wrote a post about home. It has always been something I've struggled with, "Where are you from?". This is something that I have to stop and think about. I have lived in many different places and always lamented that I wasn't from anywhere.
I always wanted to live in the same town for all of my children's lives. I wanted them to graduate from High School with the same people they went to Kindergarten with. I wanted them to feel like they belonged to a community. I wanted them to be from somewhere.
As we are anticipating our move my heart breaks a bit for my children. They won't grow up with the same people that they have known their entire lives. They won't have memories of just 1 house, but many houses. They won't be from anywhere either.
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Nine years ago today I married my sweetheart. I wore a beautiful dress, he wore a handsome suit, we promised forever and it was done. We laughed, we celebrated, we loved.
He is my constant, he is my rock, he is my best friend, he is my everything.
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As I have been contemplating my feelings about this move, I have realized that really it doesn't matter where we live, as long as we are together. My family is my home. Wherever they are, I am home.
I hope to teach my children this so that they don't go through their lives feeling as if they don't belong because they will always belong in the most important place of all - H O M E.
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I love you Jeremy Dirk. I would do it again in a heartbeat. You are my favorite. You are my home.
I always wanted to live in the same town for all of my children's lives. I wanted them to graduate from High School with the same people they went to Kindergarten with. I wanted them to feel like they belonged to a community. I wanted them to be from somewhere.
As we are anticipating our move my heart breaks a bit for my children. They won't grow up with the same people that they have known their entire lives. They won't have memories of just 1 house, but many houses. They won't be from anywhere either.
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Nine years ago today I married my sweetheart. I wore a beautiful dress, he wore a handsome suit, we promised forever and it was done. We laughed, we celebrated, we loved.
He is my constant, he is my rock, he is my best friend, he is my everything.
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As I have been contemplating my feelings about this move, I have realized that really it doesn't matter where we live, as long as we are together. My family is my home. Wherever they are, I am home.
I hope to teach my children this so that they don't go through their lives feeling as if they don't belong because they will always belong in the most important place of all - H O M E.
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I love you Jeremy Dirk. I would do it again in a heartbeat. You are my favorite. You are my home.
Friday, October 15, 2010
A New Adventure
Last weekend Jeremy, Libby and I made a jaunt to Austin, TX. Jeremy had an interview on Monday and the company offered to bring me (and Libby!) out also.
We had such a great time. I was shocked at the heat, even though Lisa kept telling me it really was cool (um, at 85??? I don't think so) and this was Fall! I still think she is crazy, but getting to hang out with her crazy made the heat worth it.
We ate good food, looked at great houses and started to fall in love with the city.
It's a good thing we started to fall in love because Jeremy got the job.
We are moving to Texas right after Christmas. I will tell my girls that just because we live in Texas doesn't mean they need to have big hair. And Seth will not own any Wranglers (or the girls for that matter) either. Some things just won't fly.
There will be no Fall. No leaves changing colors, no piles to rake up and jump in, no crisp Autumn weather. But that also means there will be no snow. And for those of you who are new here...I loathe snow. I have lived in the wrong place for not loving snow. I will miss it on Christmas, but that is it!
So we are headed out on a new adventure. I am going to miss this place that I have called home for the last 3 1/2 years. This place where I have watched my children grow, Libby be born, and Seth start school.
Oh and speaking of school. *sigh* Just the other day I was mercilessly mocking Loralee about her decision to homeschool. Not that I have anything against homeschooling, I just know her and I know me and I know how difficult it would be for either of us. Well....looks like I am going to be homeschooling, only for 1 semester*, but STILL. Be careful what you say, you never know when it is going to come back and bite you in the bum.
So, that is what is going on. In the next two weeks we are going to be working our rear ends off getting this house ready to put on the market. Jeremy will leave right after Thanksgiving and the rest of us will follow a month later. It still seems so surreal. When we were in New York I never would have guessed that by Christmas our lives would have changed so much.
But, here we go. I'll put my hand in Jer's and know that everything is going to be alright as long as we are together.
*in response to those who have asked and who will be wondering, I am homeschooling for one semester because we don't want to be rushed into buying a house, so we are going to rent. My little man has been to two different schools already and I don't want for him to start 2nd grade in his 4th school since Kindergarten. He has a hard enough time with change, so there we are. Any ideas or resources you have to share for 1st grade curriculum would be greatly appreciated!!
We had such a great time. I was shocked at the heat, even though Lisa kept telling me it really was cool (um, at 85??? I don't think so) and this was Fall! I still think she is crazy, but getting to hang out with her crazy made the heat worth it.
We ate good food, looked at great houses and started to fall in love with the city.
It's a good thing we started to fall in love because Jeremy got the job.
We are moving to Texas right after Christmas. I will tell my girls that just because we live in Texas doesn't mean they need to have big hair. And Seth will not own any Wranglers (or the girls for that matter) either. Some things just won't fly.
There will be no Fall. No leaves changing colors, no piles to rake up and jump in, no crisp Autumn weather. But that also means there will be no snow. And for those of you who are new here...I loathe snow. I have lived in the wrong place for not loving snow. I will miss it on Christmas, but that is it!
So we are headed out on a new adventure. I am going to miss this place that I have called home for the last 3 1/2 years. This place where I have watched my children grow, Libby be born, and Seth start school.
Oh and speaking of school. *sigh* Just the other day I was mercilessly mocking Loralee about her decision to homeschool. Not that I have anything against homeschooling, I just know her and I know me and I know how difficult it would be for either of us. Well....looks like I am going to be homeschooling, only for 1 semester*, but STILL. Be careful what you say, you never know when it is going to come back and bite you in the bum.
So, that is what is going on. In the next two weeks we are going to be working our rear ends off getting this house ready to put on the market. Jeremy will leave right after Thanksgiving and the rest of us will follow a month later. It still seems so surreal. When we were in New York I never would have guessed that by Christmas our lives would have changed so much.
But, here we go. I'll put my hand in Jer's and know that everything is going to be alright as long as we are together.
*in response to those who have asked and who will be wondering, I am homeschooling for one semester because we don't want to be rushed into buying a house, so we are going to rent. My little man has been to two different schools already and I don't want for him to start 2nd grade in his 4th school since Kindergarten. He has a hard enough time with change, so there we are. Any ideas or resources you have to share for 1st grade curriculum would be greatly appreciated!!
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