I am so glad to discover that those empty chairs represented something other than your new identity! Wanted to immediately assure you that I NEVER think of you as an empty chair! Today is our first day of afternoon sunshine since….well more days than I have fingers on one hand! What a chilly June it has been. The “emotional impact” of moving really is interesting, and I felt it most in A) the city map-grid in my mind no longer applied to anyplace I went so I was always getting lost — as well, I was CONSTANTLY getting East and West reversed until someone pointed out to me that Pikes Peak was ALWAYS West of Colorado Springs….that helped somewhat; B) going to the grocery store for a gallon of milk was like planning a monumental hike into uncharted territory….oh my gosh, what’s most like the store I am used to, which one is closest, what’s the easiest way to get there, is the refrigerated dairy section on the right or left or back of the store; C) fitting into the local casual conversation….No, I have no idea who the Nuggets, Rockies, or Avalanche are, I don’t know where to vote or how voting on a local proposition will really effect the economy, and I have no idea where movie theaters are in this town, much less what’s playing where or which one has the most comfortable seats. It really is a HUGE transition….but throughout it all, the Lord really does help you shift from one sense of “being home” n the familiar to the new sense of “being home” in the unfamiliar. You are in the beginning stages of becoming a Missourian….at least you probably won’t get laughed at for wearing a coat at 50 degrees because in Phoenix that was a common “winter temperature” and felt quite chilly when compared to 125-degree days…and you won’t find yourself wondering what to do with that 25 pairs of shorts because it only got warm enough to wear shorts 3 times during the first summer! Anyways, good to read this, a hug from us to you guys.
Deb, you make me laugh. Thanks for your comment and, yes, even going to the grocery store is a huge task! At least we no longer need Mapquest to get home! 😉
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Deborah Denise Frost
June 19, 2019 at 4:40 pmI am so glad to discover that those empty chairs represented something other than your new identity! Wanted to immediately assure you that I NEVER think of you as an empty chair! Today is our first day of afternoon sunshine since….well more days than I have fingers on one hand! What a chilly June it has been. The “emotional impact” of moving really is interesting, and I felt it most in A) the city map-grid in my mind no longer applied to anyplace I went so I was always getting lost — as well, I was CONSTANTLY getting East and West reversed until someone pointed out to me that Pikes Peak was ALWAYS West of Colorado Springs….that helped somewhat; B) going to the grocery store for a gallon of milk was like planning a monumental hike into uncharted territory….oh my gosh, what’s most like the store I am used to, which one is closest, what’s the easiest way to get there, is the refrigerated dairy section on the right or left or back of the store; C) fitting into the local casual conversation….No, I have no idea who the Nuggets, Rockies, or Avalanche are, I don’t know where to vote or how voting on a local proposition will really effect the economy, and I have no idea where movie theaters are in this town, much less what’s playing where or which one has the most comfortable seats. It really is a HUGE transition….but throughout it all, the Lord really does help you shift from one sense of “being home” n the familiar to the new sense of “being home” in the unfamiliar. You are in the beginning stages of becoming a Missourian….at least you probably won’t get laughed at for wearing a coat at 50 degrees because in Phoenix that was a common “winter temperature” and felt quite chilly when compared to 125-degree days…and you won’t find yourself wondering what to do with that 25 pairs of shorts because it only got warm enough to wear shorts 3 times during the first summer! Anyways, good to read this, a hug from us to you guys.
Laura Prather
June 20, 2019 at 8:15 pmDeb, you make me laugh. Thanks for your comment and, yes, even going to the grocery store is a huge task! At least we no longer need Mapquest to get home! 😉
Leaving Colorado — Laura Prather
June 20, 2019 at 8:02 pm[…] “home” anymore. Almost instantly, there was an emotional severance. Surprisingly, I was more than ready to move on. I’ll always be a Colorado Girl at heart, but sadness skipped over me as I looked forward in […]