So hard to believe, but we've lived in KC now for a year.
I've lived a lot of places - I mean, a LOT.
It doesn't feel like home here. It's not bad. I'm not unhappy. I don't hate it here. I have people that I am friendly with - not friends, mind you, but they laugh at my jokes and don't seem to hate me. My dogs have a little fenced yard. I have a park nearby that allows fishing and boating and biking and walking and leaf picking. My neighbors keep their yard picked up. So what is missing?
Here's what I know: when I visit Mom and Dad in Rogers, I feel better. When I visit with my friends in Abilene, I feel like I matter. When I see the yucky old river where I used to fish, I still get mad about the litter bugs. What is missing? The connection to the place, the people.
And that can't be forced. I could get a place a little further from the city - but the commute. Work must go on. I could try harder to make a connection with some of the friend-likes. But I've never been very good at the try to make a connection stage of life reboots. If it will happen, it will happen.
But, for now, we accept. We will continue to do this - and connect with whoever we can, when we can. Wanna prediction?
We won't renew the lease in December 2014.
Monday, December 16, 2013
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