I just posted this song on Facebook. It’s one of my favorites and always makes me feel better when I’m bummin’ quite a bit.
Lately I’ve been feeling like moving along myself. Not just moving along from broken relationships, but moving along from this entire place. I’ve got the curse of an Army Brat – the one where you feel compelled to move every year or three. I’ve done pretty well with it lately, usually you can just rearrange furniture to sate your desire for relocation, but sometimes it’s a call that I actually choose to follow.
Now that I’m a mummy with two kids, I have to be careful not to pack up and run off when the whim hits me: it’s important for these kids to have roots and a community.
Recent months have got me itching to pack up and move somewhere else though. I’m craving a small town similar to those seen on TV or movies – the little town where everyone knows everyone else, the fire department still puts up a Nativity scene at Christmas time and nobody has a problem with it, the whole town goes to the Homecoming parade and game in the fall when the leaves are turning gold and red and orange and the smell of fall is in the air, the town where kids play outside and are invited into the neighbor’s house for cookies and you’re sitting on your porch waving at those who drive by. You know, the town from Dennis the Menace, or Steel Magnolias, or Baby Boom… heck it’s even the town Mystic Falls on the Vampire Diaries.
Tell me those places still exist, please. (Sans vampires of course).
That’s what I want so badly right now.
But how does one pack up an entire 3-bedroom townhouse and hit the road into the unknown? How do you get a job that you know you’ll like when you’ve never been to the town you want to move to? What about moving THEN finding a job? Where do you stay? How do you rent a house when the city you want to move to is hundreds of miles away?
I’m not sure, but if you know, please let me know. This girl is ready for a do-over. I’m ready to leave behind more than my fair share of demons here.
Until then… well, I’ll try to move along as best as I can, but I really don’t feel like I’m getting anywhere.
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