Here is a continuation of what I started in April. As I write this, school is out for the summer. This was truly the hardest school year ever, but I will write more about that later.
After driving for days and sleeping overnight at Tom's apartment, the next day was filled with cleaning the carpets and getting to know the area. No furniture yet, so we just enjoyed being together. Laura stayed in Colorado with Jan. She visited later in October. We got to Charlotte on a Saturday and the next Monday, the movers came. As fate would have it, it poured down rain. Rain like I hadn't seen in a long time. Rain that soaked the movers and wet all of our things. I left to get snacks for the movers and I got lost. I felt so lost in this new city. I missed Laura. My house was in total disarray. I wasn't quite sure where to start. Once the boxes and furniture were in the house, I simply started with the kitchen. I felt like if the kitchen was organized, our lives might be a little better.
I immediately fell in love with the forested area behind our house. The birds were beautiful and the trees so thick and green. The frogs and crickets were so loud at night, it took us a few nights to get used to it. We were home and I tried to embrace all the good things about Charlotte. In my heart, I missed Colorado so much. I already missed my friends.
I was anxious to get to know my school and the team I would be working with. Tom was already attending a church called "The Gathering at Fort Mill". It was a very, very small church. It was tough getting plugged in, but I thought it would be alright. Everything was new, so a new church was expected.
New city, new house, new church, new friends, everything new....... I longed for something that was familiar. I hung on to the fact that Tom and I were back together and a family once more. Well, sort of. I knew that by us leaving, Laura had in effect, left home. Even our family unit had changed. So many changes.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
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