But first, thank you guys for all the kind, encouraging comments on yesterday’s post about Newton. They helped assure me that despite all the crap we are dealing with right now, we will find a loving home for her and she will find only cat happiness. My dad asks each time I call if it is time for them to come get Newton so I am sleeping better knowing that they are committed to their promise. We’ll give it a few more weeks of hunting before we make the cat transfer to their home. I want to make sure there is some overlap while we still live a car ride away in the event Newton does poorly with the change.
So how about a Picture Picture? My camera has been so sad and neglected the past few months. All I seem to have time to photograph are items for us to sell on Craigslist.
I’ve been in Kentucky for more than four years now. I never, ever expected us to be here this long. In fact, each year was supposed to be our last so we have lived like that – rarely putting down roots and avoiding making many friends because “this is our last year.” And each May the Professor would find out that his research had not progressed enough to graduate, or the job market was to suppressed to justify graduating, or that his only job offer was in Lexington and so another year was spent as “our last.”
I really regret living this way. Had we stayed 6 months, or 6 years, I would have preferred it to be a stint of great adventure, lots of fun dinners with young folks and heaps of travel. But our life was unnecessarily complicated with the trials and tribulations of trying to find an academic job, the stress of infertility and the insanity of autoimmune disease so we did not live like we had hoped. I remind myself daily that NYC will not be like this. I know we are there for at least four years and I am getting a sneaky suspicion that I could love it enough that we stay longer. Much longer. The lure of public transit is that great!!! 🙂
No matter how long we stay, I vow to strive and make every day count. Through sickness and health, mama drama and happy baby days, poverty and riches we will enjoy our time there, meet other new families and build a life that we will also be sad to leave. I’d rather leave with tears than a “hooray and good riddens.” You know?
Despite our challenging time in Lexington, some amazing people and experiences came out of it. I’m going to spend the coming two months photographing the people and places of Lexington that I have grown so fond of and will share them from time to time here. This is something I’ve never done when I move and I always regret. I hope you enjoy!
The H family is one of the things I will miss most. I left this photo shoot and had a good ugly cry in my bathroom (my hiding spot of choice for overly emotional moments). I really want our kids to grow up together and I will REALLY miss fun dinners drinking too much wine and playing Munchkin with Mr. and Mrs. H, who have been our rocks during infertility and loss. Luckily, we are all adventurous spirits and have vowed to make visits to one another’s home, and to plan family vacations when budget and PTO permit. I know they will always remain in our lives, no matter how much distance is put between us.