The Miss Elaine-ous Life

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Absent on a Snow Day

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I have been contemplating a post in which I state that it takes about 7 months to get used to living in a new place… here’s my meager attempt.

We’ve made some friends through Tim’s work and through the Moms Club I’ve joined. We now have about 3-4 babysitters we can call on (mostly teenage daughters of friends) and we finally registered with a church that we like and even took a baptism class so someday we can get Baby K baptized (mostly a matter of getting her Texas Godparents here – Hi Larry & Kelley!…). We went to our first Mardi Gras parade last weekend, in which the boys had a blast, and we also celebrated with some “die-hard” Saints fans as we watched their team win the Super Bowl!

The boys are getting used to their new schools and making friends there and through Moms Club. I know my way around pretty well now and don’t have to rely on my little Garman (GPS) nearly as much anymore (although still need it on occasion…)

BUT… (there’s always a “but”, right?)

Today it snowed where we used to live.

Big deal, right?

Well, actually it is a big deal since it really doesn’t snow there that often.

And why do I care? Because it’s the same year we moved and not only do they get a white Christmas (dreamed of this my whole life – the damn song has ruined me) but they also get enough snow in February to really play in it and make real snowmen, not just little puny ones.

And my heart hurts because I know that the boys would love to see it falling and to play in it and I would even brave the cold to do the same. And Tim would love that it was cold enough for snow and would enjoy it as well.

So, after seeing many of my friends from back home post pictures on Facebook and getting an email from my MIL with pictures of THE snow, I cried.

The fact of the matter is, no matter how long it’s been or what the weather is like, I still miss our old home. Some days I miss it more, some days less.

Today is a day of MORE.

elaine

Comments

  4. I am sorry that your heart is hurting today.

    And yeah, snow is great but just remember it sticks around for a very long time and it keeps the kids inside to drive you crazy with their yelling and screaming.

    Yeah snow is fun for about five minutes and then its a pain.

    😉

  5. Oh man, that stinks! Snow is always fun and I’m sorry you missed a good one back home. Here, we have about 3ft of snow on the ground right now. CRAZY for Delaware. But on the other side, I would love to be able to attend a mardi gras parade sometime. Maybe I’ll come visit you for it next year!!!

  6. We’ve moved many, many times, but I’ve never missed a place as much as I do now. We’ve been in our “new” home for 18 months, but I still miss Seattle so much. I hope that you get settled in and find lots of wonderful things to love in your new home.

  7. you’ve just made me appreciate our mounds of snow…somedays I’d move anywhere without snow!
    I will think of you the next time I curse when the snow is falling..I should stop and enjoy it’s beauty

    You’ve done so well making a new life…it will become easier..but likely never the same..there is no place like home..

  9. :o( Awwww, Elaine – I’m sorry! That is just rotten that it’s the year you move that we get a record snowfall. I can’t EVER remember snow like this here. Sounds like this will always be HOME to you…but now that’s really becoming HOME too – so you get to have two HOMES!!!

  10. We so miss you guys. I thought the same thing about how maybe Ethan and Ben would love playing together in the white stuff. I will be posting about it in a bit so check it out. If it makes you feel any better I HATE it. I was wishing to be down there with you guys. I hate worrying about the roads and if we can get in and out and if Chandler can get home unscathed. Long comment sorry. I guess I should have just e-mailed.

  12. You know, although this won’t help, I’m pretty sure you will feel that way for as long as you live away from your “home.” But I do hope that the miss it less days become more frequent.

  14. That is so absolutely right. I’ve moved a ton and I always hit a low point at about five months, I think I’ll never have friends, never be truly happy. Around seven, eight months it usually starts to work. Sometimes one good friend makes all the difference. Hang in there. I’ve been where you are. It is really lonely some days.