I’m not gone for good, just for the school year. Had to go though. Husband was an airline pilot and they kept cutting pay. Wasnt pretty. He abandoned that career for one in titanium, so life is more normal now, and future bright.
This upstate way of living took a while to get used to, but now I love it and would not move back with children. The seasons give a rhythm to the years that you just dont get in San Diego.
Especially if you like to garden, which I do.
I teach music and love it when students come for their lessons during so many kinds of weather. Every season is different, and the drama outside the windows in front of where they/we stand and play is so moving. Inspirational! One day it is white with big fluffy falling snow, another sunny and the flowers are screamning out for attention, other days it turns suddenly dark and ominous and thunder cracks lightening flashes. And always, there are the colorful birds, bunnies, chipmunks, etc skittering around in view. It is actually quite exciting.
Trying to go running when the poplars are releasing their giant puff-ball things is not fun though. Especially if it is humid and they not only go up your nose and in your mouth, but also stick to any sweaty areas.
