After two days of feeling icky and a full day of sleeping, I felt somewhat normal today. I’m still not 100%, but having a holiday party at the end of the day forced me to get my butt in gear. I showered, popped some Sudafed and prepared myself for holiday festivities with our neighbors.
In addition to Friendsgiving and Easter, our holiday gatherings are the kind where memories are made. Music can be heard from the kids area and the music in the adult area gives them a run for their money. There is laughter, Electric Slides and the occasional food being flung playfully. Photos are taken and we witness the rare moments where “the ones who don’t dance” are dancing.
It’s no secret that our neighborhood is the last of its kind. It’s the one where kids can play hockey in the streets, ride bikes to the neighbors, catch bugs and puddle hop like nobody’s business. It’s the kind where the adults help each other with an unruly lawnmower, move a shed or say “hey, is that your shovel at my house?”
I dreamed of a place like this. Even though I didn’t think places like this still existed, I wished for it. Moving away from family was one of the hardest decisions we had to make, but it was the right choice for our family. I am so thankful, we are surrounded by people who are like family and our actual family is still within a 90 minute drive. Seriously, it’s the best of both worlds.
As I settle in for the night, I decided to take a moment to reflect on these moments. I am so grateful for where we have landed and the people who are around us.
As a side note: I have noticed that the goals I set for the new year often start before the year begins. 2019 served as a big growth year for me (mentally, physically, spiritually) and I’ve been thinking hard about 2020. In this next year, I’d like to continue my personal growth, but also turn my focus toward deepening relationships as well. So far, I’m off to a great start.