As I am preparing to leave Nevada, MO this trip, it struck me that this is the last time I’ll probably ever come here. When we’ve moved from other locations, it was always a clean break — we all left together but with Chad having stayed behind in Nevada, I returned to visit. Next time I visit them, it will be at their new location . . in an area where I will not know my way around, will have no friends. Even with all the moves we’ve made, it makes me sad for Chad and Nicole to leave their friends in Nevada, to leave Nicole’s family . . she has the sweetest grandparents and I know they are going to be so sad about them leaving. Her parents will miss them!
There are mostly good memories from our time in Nevada and it makes me a bit sad to think I’ll probably never come back here. There’s no reason to return unless Chad and Nicole end up back here some day, which could happen.
When we lived in Nevada is when Chad left for college. That was hard for me. Then we moved away and he stayed behind. That was hard for me. But, time marches on and I suppose this is how life is supposed to happen.
Before leaving, I snapped a few photos from Chad’s porch.
The park across the street from Chad’s apartment. The only time I remember going there was for a political rally or two. I never see many people there but it’s a cute little park. The leaves are pretty and are beginning to fall.
From Chad and Nicole’s porch, I can see the top of the courthouse on the town square. So many of the towns in Missouri have beautiful squares with the courthouse sitting in the center.
Chad’s little run down storage building is a bit picturesque with the leaves around it.
Time marches on . . whether we’re a willing participant or whether we kick and scream and fight to keep things the way they were. Today, I feel a bit like a kicker and a screamer. Like all parents, I’m so thrilled to see the man he’s become, to see the life he and Nicole have together with the baby but I sure do miss having my little boy around! On the other hand, if I still had my little boy, I wouldn’t have Nicole and Adalina and I can’t imagine life without them.
Denise :) says
It’s a catch-22, this parenting business! For now, both mine (and their sweet, precious families) live within 30-40 minutes…but I know the day is coming when that might change. Hahaha — I totally get your feeling like a ‘kicker and screamer’ because I know that’s how I view any changes in the family locations! 🙂
ga447 says
My son and family are in Texas so every 3 months we drive 10 hours to see the family. I miss them terribly, my friend was so excited her 2 sons were coming to see her here in Omaha and for the first time in many years – she had her boys to herself for 2 days.
carolyn says
I feel the same way, and my kids are all w/i 1-2 hrs drive. Why can’e they live down the street? wht does my mom live a 6 hr flight away from me???/ I wish I had answers. It just is the way it is!
Ranch Wife says
Oh, how I hear you on this! I’ve been posting about this exact thing too. I’m a ‘go with the flow’ kind of gal, but I don;t like change! Not sure how that fits, but it does. Wishing them all the very best in their new adventures and wishing you safe travels as you head home.
Rosie Davis says
Judy, you have a friend in me. I’m only about 50 minutes from Neosho, give or take a few minutes. There are a couple or 3 quilt shops not too awful far and a few more within an hours ride.
I think your way of accepting life on its own terms is very special. It’s no wonder the Lord has blessed you abundantly. Even if you did have to put up with a tremendous load of grasshoppers! LOL!!
Kim W says
Safe travels to you as you make your way back to Texas.
Debbie Rhodes says
I remember leaving the town my grandparents lived in and realizing my reasons to visit that town again were diminishing. I stayed with grandparents for a week or two several summers and that was the place we went to visit them. I have been back for a few funerals but never to stay.. Still bothers me to this day.30 years later.
CindyM says
We lived close to Carbondale, IL for 7 years, and our daughter was born there. But we moved away 23 years ago and we did go back once for a wedding, but I may never go back there again. It was a very important time in our lives, close friends, starting a family, etc. But many of our close friends there have moved on also… still a bit bittersweet when you think about never being there again. Such is the life of relocation.
Lori says
Aww, Judy, I can understand your mixed feelings. Seeing our children grow up and make their own decisions is a hard adjustment.