"You never know what you have until you loose it. "
This is what happened with Oly for me. I moved. I lost it. I ached. I was never settled. Fast forward 18 months to where we moved back because of my aching for it and all.
I LOVE my city. I am jealous for her.
I love that I can look outside and know all the kids in our neighborhood by name. That thier parents know my kids name.
I love that our neighbor coaches A's football team and that he has a really close friend right next door. That J has his close buddy in the house after that. that Roo has a good friend in the house after that.
I love that I get to drive and point things out to the kids because of a memory "this is where Dad asked me to marry him!" "this is where I first took you J on your first outing out!" "This is where you learned to ride your bike for the first time"
I love driving a few minutes (5 tops!) to great destinations .....
I have always been jealous of when people felt "settled" or like they "Belonged" somewhere. I even wondered if that feeling even existed. I longed for it.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. ~melody Beattie