more than ten years after transplanting here from arizona, i am totally at peace with my love of happy little provo. it's what i know, it's what i love. i couldn't even begin to list the millions (billions! trillions!) of special moments from the life i've lived here.
sometimes i think provo is stuck in some kind of pleasantville time warp. there was a time when i bemoaned todd wanting to stay at school an extra year to take more classes because that meant another year here (and somehow that affected me). i wanted to get away, go somewhere real, do something different.
now, all i want to do is cuddle up on the couch in my parents' basement to watch a movie. take a scooter ride every day. hike provo falls (east falls, too) then drive the alpine loop. have dinner at sundance. bbq at south fork or a cafe rio picnic. take the scooter down to a byu football game. hang out with my sisters and my friends. go on some crazy, half-planned family trip in the rv. hike the y. go for a jog down center street.
but i've packed my things and i'm moving to chicago. tomorrow.
i'm a little sad as the reality of leaving home really hits me. though my family moved states a few times and i moved houses/apartments dozens of times (i've lived 4 places since graduating a year ago), i've never really set off on my own. i never "went away" to college (secret: i cried the day i moved to the dorms, less than 5 miles away). moving to salt lake doesn't count, since i came home nearly every weekend. this is really moving. i rented a u-haul and everything.
when i question my choice of a new life 1,500 miles away, i always think of this quote.
a ship in harbor is safe --sometimes i think provo is stuck in some kind of pleasantville time warp. there was a time when i bemoaned todd wanting to stay at school an extra year to take more classes because that meant another year here (and somehow that affected me). i wanted to get away, go somewhere real, do something different.
now, all i want to do is cuddle up on the couch in my parents' basement to watch a movie. take a scooter ride every day. hike provo falls (east falls, too) then drive the alpine loop. have dinner at sundance. bbq at south fork or a cafe rio picnic. take the scooter down to a byu football game. hang out with my sisters and my friends. go on some crazy, half-planned family trip in the rv. hike the y. go for a jog down center street.
but i've packed my things and i'm moving to chicago. tomorrow.
i'm a little sad as the reality of leaving home really hits me. though my family moved states a few times and i moved houses/apartments dozens of times (i've lived 4 places since graduating a year ago), i've never really set off on my own. i never "went away" to college (secret: i cried the day i moved to the dorms, less than 5 miles away). moving to salt lake doesn't count, since i came home nearly every weekend. this is really moving. i rented a u-haul and everything.
when i question my choice of a new life 1,500 miles away, i always think of this quote.
but that is not what ships are built for.
John A. Shedd, Salt from My Attic, 1928
wish me luck!
actually, prayers are better than luck.
prayers, por favor.
5 comments:
You have my prayers! And I can't help but say, "Good luck!" as well. I can't wait to read about your life in Chicago!
What a good quote. This is going to be so good for you. Hard but good. All of us need stretching in life. You are right that we were not meant to stay safe and comfortable for the rest of our lives.
You will for sure have my prayers!
We will pray for you. I think you are very smart to move out there. Good luck and drive safe.
Yay Riss!! How exciting. Driving/moving to Texas was such a fun experience for me. You'll love it all ;)
Riss you have been in my prayers and will continue to be there! You are simply amazing and I know you will be watched over and taken good care of!
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