So here’s the thing. I love it here. I love the people I meet when I am out shopping. I love the small town feel with big town conveniences. I love knowing that deer and ducks wander our roads. I love drying clothes on the line, I love elderly neighbors who like my kids. I love winter storms that end in rain instead of more snow. There are so many things I love about living here. There is just one thing I miss sometimes . . . people. Sometimes I miss my friends in St. John’s, Jefferey’s, and Halifax, so much it actually hurts. I will be fine and then I will see a picture and it will bring me back to old times. To summer bbqs, fun in the park and sitting on the deck and chatting and I miss having people to do that with.
It is partly my fault. I have gotten so that it is hard to put myself out there and meet new people. I want so badly to make connections and get to know people (like the homeschoolers here). But at the last minute, I chicken out. My inner shy person sticks out her head and I stay at home with my kids. I need to get out of my own way and find a way to make connections because my family loves it here. Little Prince is doing amazing in therapy here. Prince Charming is content here and that is the first time he has felt like that in years. My need for friends can’t come before all of that.
See most of the time, I love it here. But some days I miss connections. I miss old friends. I miss the old days and want to have days like that here.
Here are some pictures of places and friends that I miss.