Three decades ago my family relocated to Houston…and the moving never really stopped until recently for all of us. It makes me wonder, what is the definition of a move? I’m going with it being being relative to the relationships you lose in the process. For example, changing apartments while remaining in the same city, that’s a move with a lowercase M. Not much changes. Going across continents, nations, states or changing cities, there’s a capitol M on move there, especially with kids and teenagers. The gray area happens with large cities. When we shifted from Houston’s West side to the Gulf-Freeway (Southeast side) region, it was equivalent to our past experiences moving within Illinois; new schools, new friends, new etc, so yes. Vacating the Austin apartment to the house in Pflugerville, not really; the daily commute shifted, different HEBs, a change in restaurants and movie theaters.
Anyway, I continue to live in our (used to be just mine until 2008 with the refinancing) house in amazement. I have stayed put for over a decade. I reside in a city, not some crappy giant suburb which claims to be a city (see Indianapolis, Bloomington-Normal) too. For many of you, this may seem routine but 30 years ago, I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to shake the “gypsy curse,” and be stuck as the new kid every other year.
On to the next few years!