I’ve never considered myself
someone who’s lived in a lot of places…or moved around a lot, and compared to
many others, I surely haven’t. But after
a mere two years in Farmville we’re packing up.
When I do the count, I run out of fingers. We have indeed moved around a bit. Let’s see…..
Greenville, Elizabeth City,
Williamsburg, Nags Head, Knoxville, Elizabeth City, Chapel Hill, Elizabeth City
(count twice…we changed houses), St. Mary’s City, Elizabeth City (count twice, we
changed houses again), Charleston, Elizabeth City, Farmville and once
again….Elizabeth City. There is an
obvious trend here. Seems like we always
end up in the place we call home.
It’s always bitter
sweet. There’s always something enticing
to pull us away, and most certainly things tugging at us to stay put.
It’s particularly difficult
this go around. We love Farmville, Longwood University and our
friends. Our time in the heart of
Virginia has been fulfilling in every way.
We met Faye and Chuck right
after we moved in. Faye was chasing her
dog Sancha across the dog park, and we were tossing a ball for Woody. Dogs have a way of bringing folks together,
and after a brief 10 minute chat, we were invited down the street to her
house….to meet Chuck. A wonderful
friendship ignited that evening…we stayed for drinks, and then stayed for
dinner. I burnt an entire pot of soup
down to the dregs while happily getting to know our new neighbors. The rest is history…we’ve had fun. We’ve enjoyed afternoon outings to the
mountains, to orchards, to brewpubs, and museums. We’ve kayaked the Appomattox and the James
and shopped every thrift shop from here to Richmond. We’ve shared countless meals and evenings
around the fire pit. We’ve shared
weekend trips and plan to plan some more.
They’ve shared their children and grandchildren and we’ve loved every
minute.
The university has been a
good fit for George. He’s loved being
able to walk to his office in 10 minutes max.
It’s a nice campus with great people, students and faculty alike. What a wonderful opportunity for both of us to
have been a part of it all.
We are headed back to
Elizabeth City once again when classes end.
George has taken a new teaching position at Virginia Wesleyan in Norfolk
for the fall. We’ll be running one
household instead of two and not hitting the road most weekends to make the 3.5
hour drive. Life may slow down a
bit.
Naaa….not a chance.
So I began again...leaving all of my favorite posts behind. stillwalkingwoody was born and I blissfully typed away posting all of my inner-most and trivial-most thoughts.
