Today is the first day I feel like I'm coming up for air after the sheer craziness of moving, re-settling, then taking stock of the many, many projects that will be keeping us busy at our new house for the next couple of months. The good news is that I am nearing the end of my shopping list, and my daily trips to both Home Depot and Loews should soon be coming to an end.
So speaking of settling in, both my husband and I were surprised this week to experience a bit of homesickness. In talking it through, we agree that it's not so much that we are missing our prior home, or town, or really even our friends in that we are still seeing them, just with a slightly longer drive. It's more a sense that nothing is familiar yet, and the loss of that familiarity has turned out to be a bit unsettling. As just one example, I'm used to seeing familiar faces, and oftentimes friends, when I'm out for a run or racewalk. Here, everyone is still a stranger. The same is true when I run errands or go to my gym. Here, of course, all the faces are still new. And even the house, as fabulous as I know it will be in just a couple more months, is still somewhat foreign in it's current homely state (The carpeting throughout most of the house is beyond horrible, truly. As are the overhead lights, non-matching electrical outlets and switches, and fairly damaged oak floors.).
But a few days later, with lots of deliberate, forward momentum by both of us, things are already beginning to fall into place. We've met most of our neighbors, and are beginning to feel like we belong here now. We walk the trail to the beach at least twice a week, and are beginning to recognize some of the people we repeatedly walk past. We have joined a wonderful marine organization that functions largely based on volunteers, and are beginning to meet people and build a base there. I've joined a running club, and each week I feel a bit more connected to the people I'm running alongside. Our UU congregation involvement is continuing to grow, and each Sunday we see more people we recognize to say 'Hello' to. And we have not one, but two area Lifelong Learning programs that we are looking to get involved in this coming Fall. All of these activities are resulting in scads of events being placed onto our calendar, and I can already see that very, very soon our calendars will be as full of possibilities as they were prior to our move.
With just a bit of hindsight, I can see how much progress we've already made in the three short weeks we've been here. As disconcerting as those few days of feeling out of place here were, they are already diminishing as other aspects of our new life present themselves.
And already, when we have cause to return to our prior area for appointments and prior social engagements, I find myself missing the beauty of my current town, how cool and comfortable the temps are, how close we are to the ocean, the graciousness in general of life here compared to the slightly more intense town we left. It's all good for sure, and even with just a few weeks of living here under our belts, neither of us would swap what we have here for what we left were we given the choice.
|Our beautiful new coastal-close community.|
We are never, ever leaving!