moving

My Little Family is moving house in twoweeks. [ohlordy!] You would think that we might have started packing. Or maybe even that we might’ve started thinking about packing. ha! Not really.

I have been feeling a little sad about leaving. One of my favourite things about living here is the community that I have around me. I love knowing our postman and saying hi to the Older Folk who live on our street and having a chat with all the local mums and recognising all the neighbourhood puppies. It makes me ridiculously happy.

I have been loving those connections and I have been worrying about leaving them behind. I have been telling myself that the community I enjoy is particular to the place I currently live and that where I am going, I won’t have that.

But then yesterday it occurred to me that communities don’t come about by accident. They are created by the people in them. I realised that I have been forging those links, and the happiness that comes with them, all along.

When I move I won’t have what I have now but I will create something similar. And that, my friends, makes me feel a whole lot happier and much more hopeful.

Tags: choices, community, connection, happiness