Good friends

I love my friends. I was asked why I wouldn't want to move back to our old town. Sure, I miss my old friends, my family, my thirty years of history in that place. But since we moved here, I have been less anxious. More appreciative of the amenities we enjoy. I have developed friendships and working relationships with people who only know my backstory if I share it with them. The kids love their schools, we are closer as a family without all the commute time, I love our house (even though it's old and drafty). Our street is friendly and quiet, our neighbors are kind and thoughtful, our friends are close by and dependable. In the nearly two years we have been here, I have grown in ways I wasn't aware I needed to while I was still in the womb of my hometown. Our family feels fuller, richer, stronger not necessarily because of where we moved, but because we moved and are developing different relationships. So thank you good friends. I dig you.