When we moved here I spent 6 months feeling very grumpy. I just felt sad and grouchy about being so far from my friends and family. I wished that we had moved to Oregon or Washington which was our original plan in the first place but as you know life doesn't always follow a plan - at least not my life. I was weepy and cried easily. I withdrew and spent a lot of time in my bed. I slept a lot. I guess from a certain perspective you could say that I was mildly depressed.
Last weekend we went camping with friends and as I sat around the circle and looked at all these people that we've made friends with since we've moved here and all the kids that my kids have made friends with I realized that we have our own community here, 3000 miles away from our community that we left. And while I still really miss our old community - it is nice to know that we are building that here. It made me happy for myself and my kids to know that we have people here we can count on and we can reach out to and that can reach out to us. And after a year and a half I realized that leaving this place would make me sad.
And I never thought I would say that.