Precious Moments
As I prepare to move away, I have been pondering how it will effect my life as I know it. We moved to Florida when I was 22. We moved away from the town that for all intent and purpose was my home town. I had gone to school there, and basically grew up there. I had a big network of family available within walking distance in most cases. I had the friends I had grown into adulthood with. School friends and work friends. I don't remember stressing over leaving them really. It was more about leaving my family. My parents, my sis and Memaw.
19 years later with my parents and my sis living within a 2 hour car ride, I am faced with a different set of emotions. We are all older now. Some of us (not I) have our feet planted very firmly. Chances are, my parents will not be following us to SC in under a year and my sis has her family and life in Miami.
One of the reasons we chose SC, is because it is less then a day trip back to Florida. There is some comfort in that. I don't expect much to change except missing the Sunday afternoon BBQ's at mom's. I know we will do whatever necessary to spend the holidays together. I know that I will take a job that allows me to be off work the same time the kids are out of school. Done to allow summer and holiday travels. I am devoting time to being a better communicator. And I made sure I have unlimited long distance on all my phone lines.
Talking on the phone lacks the connection of the eyes. Talking on the phone doesn't allow for those much needed hugs and kisses. I know it won't be the same, but I am confident we will make it work.
I guess when faced with losing the convenience of having my family close, it becomes more apparent how I have taken it for granted. We get so wrapped up in the chaos of life that we don't take advantage of every opportunity to hang out in person. My sis lives 2 hours away and I am sad that I won't get to hug her again before we leave. I won't get to see my nieces and nephew who will most certainly be inches taller and even more grown up when next we are all in one place.
I want to stop letting chaos over-ride what is important to me.
I will no longer take precious moments for granted.
19 years later with my parents and my sis living within a 2 hour car ride, I am faced with a different set of emotions. We are all older now. Some of us (not I) have our feet planted very firmly. Chances are, my parents will not be following us to SC in under a year and my sis has her family and life in Miami.
One of the reasons we chose SC, is because it is less then a day trip back to Florida. There is some comfort in that. I don't expect much to change except missing the Sunday afternoon BBQ's at mom's. I know we will do whatever necessary to spend the holidays together. I know that I will take a job that allows me to be off work the same time the kids are out of school. Done to allow summer and holiday travels. I am devoting time to being a better communicator. And I made sure I have unlimited long distance on all my phone lines.
Talking on the phone lacks the connection of the eyes. Talking on the phone doesn't allow for those much needed hugs and kisses. I know it won't be the same, but I am confident we will make it work.
I guess when faced with losing the convenience of having my family close, it becomes more apparent how I have taken it for granted. We get so wrapped up in the chaos of life that we don't take advantage of every opportunity to hang out in person. My sis lives 2 hours away and I am sad that I won't get to hug her again before we leave. I won't get to see my nieces and nephew who will most certainly be inches taller and even more grown up when next we are all in one place.
I want to stop letting chaos over-ride what is important to me.
I will no longer take precious moments for granted.
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Everytime I come here...I cry. I am gonna miss you sis. A lot.
ReplyDeleteWe have this habit of avoiding each other when good bye time comes. I think for me it's because I know how much it's gonna hurt. I don't like crying with you. The laughs are what I want. So...call me when you are trying to find the lost kids in that big assed house. Call me when Zaida can't find her way in from the back yard. Just don't call to say goodbye.
PS I won't come to your funeral either. Just so you know.
I miss you. I am glad to hear that your electric is on and you can flush your potty. Pics of the house sooonnn.
ReplyDeleteYou get internet today. Can ya hear me yet? Can ya? Huh?
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