I’d have to say it’s been one hell of a year. I won’t go into too much detail, but it ended with moving on a sudden whim from Scottsdale, AZ, back to my hometown. The country girl gone city has gone hometown. I don’t say gone country again because I am not inclined to move to a ranch outside of town. 🙂
I moved with my sweetheart, who gamely said, “Sure, let’s do it,” and here we are in one of the most interesting small towns in the U.S. It’s been voted one of the quirkiest places and has all kinds of neat things to explore and great people to meet. It’s an artist’s community with a lot of history that makes it fascinating. And lucky me, this is the place where I grew up.
I’m finding it different but easy to fall into small town life. It’s nice being away from all the traffic and the crazy stress that has now faded into a more relaxed lifestyle. Someone suggested writing a blog on returning home thirty years later. I might just have to do that.
And while I’m at it, I hope to see a lot more of you all as time goes by. 🙂