Three months ago my family and I packed up and moved from Florida to Kentucky. We needed to make major changes, get somewhere we could dig in roots a little, surround ourselves with joy and just clear out the stagnant energies in our lives. I had lived my whole life, save for two years, in Florida and I had been wanting out since I was 13 years old.
33 years later I’d had enough.
I wanted mountains, greener living options, a more creative existence, more options and chances for joy for my daughter and my husband, and A CHANGE OF SEASONS. I longed to be able to actually see a difference in my environment from month-to-month. We’ve come up to visit multiple times, and the whole landscape is lovely. I liked Berea my first visit, but I’ve fallen head over heels for her since the move. Right now we are waiting for fall and I’m about to vibrate out of my skin.
My mother was feeling the pull, too.
With the help of family still living in Florida, we moved my mother up today. I’m so grateful she had their help and I’m looking forward to spending two more days with them before they head back. I know she is going to be in her element here once she’s settled, and I know how relieved to be out of Florida she is, because I was in that same spot very recently, too. My half-brother is moving down in a few weeks as well and I feel like it’s all coming together.
One of the things that I am most looking forward to are road trips with my mother to North Carolina. I grew up with her working for the airlines and it wasn’t uncommon for us to hop a flight to NC, grab a rental car, and drive to Gatlinburg, TN and just explore. We both get wanderlust in October, which was our ritual traveling time, and this year we’ll get to act on it. We’re also looking at Chicago to meet family, the Smithsonian, Michigan, and as far north as New York to visit friends.
For now, though, potluck dinners, board game nights, and card games will be peppering our coming weeks and I’m feeling pretty blessed right now.