I don't want to move :(
When I really think about moving away from Houston, I get sad. Which is what happened in the car today: I got a little teary.
It's not just about fear of uprooting my life and moving across the country. It's that I love Houston. I really do. I love this city that is so green and full of life and art, and all-night restaurants and beautiful parks and lots of nature and green space and great parties. I love my friends here, and I love my family. I love the roses and wildflowers and how very friendly and polite people usually are. I love our local businesses who do so much to make our city great.
The idea of moving away from the life I have built, the friends I have and my family, from the seasons I love and the fabulous, heartbroken Gulf Coast, it's really painful. Even if it is only temporary, I do fear that when I come back I won't be able to slide seamlessly back into my life here. I certainly couldn't when I moved back here in 2002, and I was only gone for 2 years that time.
The advent of social networking sites will, I think, help: I can more easily keep in touch with my local friends (just as I use those same sites to keep in touch with my friends who are far away.) And I might be able to come home for extended summer trips. But it's just not the same.
The idea makes me so very sad. I don't want to move away. I like living here.
It's not just about fear of uprooting my life and moving across the country. It's that I love Houston. I really do. I love this city that is so green and full of life and art, and all-night restaurants and beautiful parks and lots of nature and green space and great parties. I love my friends here, and I love my family. I love the roses and wildflowers and how very friendly and polite people usually are. I love our local businesses who do so much to make our city great.
The idea of moving away from the life I have built, the friends I have and my family, from the seasons I love and the fabulous, heartbroken Gulf Coast, it's really painful. Even if it is only temporary, I do fear that when I come back I won't be able to slide seamlessly back into my life here. I certainly couldn't when I moved back here in 2002, and I was only gone for 2 years that time.
The advent of social networking sites will, I think, help: I can more easily keep in touch with my local friends (just as I use those same sites to keep in touch with my friends who are far away.) And I might be able to come home for extended summer trips. But it's just not the same.
The idea makes me so very sad. I don't want to move away. I like living here.