Good bye, Beautiful Richmond/Get Ready, Austin!
I’m moving from Richmond and to be honest, I’m a bit surprised I am. I love it here. I raised my children in this city. I’ve established myself and had a grand doing it. I adore my house.
Of course, I knew that someday I’d move. The kids are no longer here. I’m pragmatic. The time would come when I was decrepit and senile and the kids would toddle me off to wherever.
But if I have learned one thing about life, it is that my angels have a sense of humor. And the only constant is change.
I’m now Austin bound waaaaay before I had ever imagined moving—and I am happy. I’m looking forward to a new dynamic community and I expect to have a great time because I’m not yet decrepit or senile (I hope!). I may start off among strangers but I have my son and his wife and my tribe of fellow booklovers. Plus, I have a new house that I know I will adore as much as the old one—especially once I get the bookshelves filled.
I’ll keep you posted as I make the big move. There are challenges ahead. Maybe you can learn something from my adventures and I can benefit from your advice. Of course, the hardest part of the transition is leaving behind strong friendships, but then there is always Face Book.
Whatever happens, I’m re-discovering that a big life shake up is good for the soul.