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Friday, May 27, 2011

Howdy from The Beach

Well, I moved out of DD#1 house into a 2bd/2ba apt on the Seawall....check out my blog post about the move - http://terryngalveston.blogspot.com/

Little brother is still hanging on BUT he does have a job at Target which is way better that nothing - which is what he had until 6 weeks ago. He has the little, tiny bedroom and I'm not making it very easy for him to stay.....

Gotta go dig thru another box and put some more schiznit away. {{{{HUGS}}}} to all the Sistahs!

Let's Talk About Moving

Let's talk about moving.


I have engaged in this 'activity' way too many times in my 50+ years. I've moved from one family home to another at the age of 8, then to a college dormitory, then to Beaumont with my new husband. After that we moved 5 times in 5 years with 2 kids in tow. Never out of the state and into places I left a piece of myself behind each time.

Then there was the heart wrenching move from The House we had built together that I thought was going to be where we lived in marital bliss and watched kids and grand babies grow up. NOT! I could not wait to get out of that house after he left; the memories were just too painful and the loss of all those dreams were devastating. After the divorce there was the house I bought all by myself. Those were great times; the girls learned to stay home alone; I made friends outside of my comfort zone and moved into a different working environment. After that was the mad dash to find a rental inside the loop because HISD stopped granting out of district transfers so, we moved into the area where my daughters were already established in school.

A couple of moves after that it was a move into my sister's house to help with the nephew - little sister was traveling about 75% of the time then. And then there was The Move Out of State.....OMG!

I moved out of state for all the right reasons, or so I thought, at the time. This was one of those, you make a decision based on the facts in evidence, you pray and talk it over with those who you trust and you make the leap of faith! Northern Alabama was a very interesting place to live; I made some new friends and got re-acquainted with others. During that time I lost my dad and wasn't there for my Mom but I got myself back to Texas as quickly as I could! I laughingly tell people that I "did my 18 months in Huntsville......Alabama, not Huntsville, Texas" LOL

Newly arrived back from Alabama, I shared a house with my oldest daughter to 'help with the dogs whenever she was on call' and found my HOME on Galveston Island! From the moment I moved my belongings into that first little place in the 'hood, to the house she bought while in residency to the small 2 bdrm 2 ba apartment I am in now, I Am At Home on Galveston Island!!!

Each time I have moved I find that I pitch more material things; I cling to the family heirlooms but ditch the other 'stuff' I've accumulated. I find things that I've misplaced or lost along the way - this time it was the 2 gift cards to Target and Bed-Bath & Beyond I found while packing my dresser.

One week after the latest move, I still have lots of boxes everywhere but can function in the kitchen and my room and bathroom. Most of the boxes will be unpacked and those that are not will get stored in closets until I can let go of those items that I still hold onto even now.

If you've made it this far, thanks for putting up with my ramblings. I am enjoying writing these missives and I really need to do this more often!!