|Day 122 of #handstand365 Handstands on sand is freakin hard!|
I remember longing to be back on the coast again when I was a little girl after my parents moved us to Kansas after my father got a job managing an Arabian and Saddlebred horse ranch, of which I loved living on the ranch but it wasn't California. I remembered fondly the smell of the redwoods and salt air from Northern California.
Now I stand on the shore with my arm around the Superhero telling him that we have done well and that our plans are falling together so nicely. The boys have forgotten how miserable they were in the heat and couldn't play outside without being a meal for mosquitos. Their days are filled with friends next door to play with and a house with all the windows and door open wide to let the breeze through and anticipation of the school year starting.
Our adaptation has been smooth and natural. I have been stressed daily with reestablishing ourselves in a new town and there is so much to still be done but it all slips away when I see the mountains or the water or hear the spawn playing happily. We did good. We gambled and won. We paid a lot and worked our asses off but as I wait for the call from Samson to come and pick him up from crab trapping down at the pier, I know we chose wisely. (said in my head by the old knight in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.)
The smell of the trees and the ocean air is so familiar even though we are much farther north than Nor Cal. I have belonged here and feel like I was just away for a while.
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Our family did the same thing last year, leaving the North East to move to Colorado because we never felt we could be ourselves and raise our kids the way we wanted to in the East.
I've never been to the Olympic peninsula before, though have seen the mountains in the distance from Seattle or Vancouver Island. No offense to your old home town (which we drove through on the way to CO) but I definitely think you've upgraded your surroundings.
There are all sorts of cliches about "only living once" and the sort, and they're true. You weren't "gambling" by moving. You were just doing what you needed to do give yourselves a chance. You can't win if you don't even play the game.
Good luck and have fun!
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