Friday, August 21, 2015
When it is not just a home
We have to move. I have been sad thinking about this, and my eyes have welled up in tears often. I don't want to move. I love my house, I love my neighborhood, I love my city. I know I am not abandoning the city by moving to the suburbs, but I love to say that I live in city, that I can walk everywhere, that I feel very safe here, etc. I love the way our neighborhood is always out and about, seeing everyone, that we look out for each other, that we have weekly neighborhood meetings. I love all of that. i am not a suburbs girl. I know that I have to move before the kids start school, because the behaviors have gotten bad in our schools, and because my kids would not get the services that they could get elsewhere. I do know that. Of course, I had a dream to go to private schools, and that's not it now. This is a hard time for me. I hate change. i hate to uproot the kids. Where else can we walk to church, the park, to get ice cream, the library, the store, to see family, etc? I am praying God will help me through this.... deep breath and gotta do what is best for the boys.