Moving On

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.