Saturday, July 16, 2011

The Things I Miss

I recently made an 1800 mile move with my sister, her husband, and their three children.  I left behind my dog, a sister, two brothers, my parents, my nieces and nephew, extended family, and my friends.  I knew I was going to miss all these things, but the things I miss are surprising to me.  

I miss my work terribly.  I knew I was going to miss my co-workers, but I miss helping the men and women that came in to seek services.  I miss taking hotline calls and helping out my co-workers when they need someone to cover for them.  I miss the look in someone’s eyes when they find out all hope isn’t lost… I want to find that job here!  It won’t be possible because the Victims’ Resource Center is a one of a kind place with the most awesome women you could imagine. 

I miss Don Luchos.  I thought since I was moving to Northern Utah where there are more Mexican Restaurants that I would be happy.  It isn’t the case because no one here knows how to make a Chicken Chimichanga with the sides like Don Luchos Mexican Restaurant does.   

acceptanceI miss the lush green hills.  I had a short commute for awhile that brought me through the valleys.  I would always take the time to notice how green and beautiful it looked and when fall approached, I loved how the trees turned all different vibrant colors.  I miss the smell of spring there… spring doesn’t smell like anything here. 

Most of all, I miss being accepted by the people around me.  It was so easy living there because I had so many people who accepted me for being me and I knew it.  I have this problem of being too blunt and asking a lot of questions, but people there would just roll their eyes and let me do it.  Here, I am starting all over.  I say hi to some people over and over again, but I don’t really have “friends”.  Thankfully I moved with my sister and her family so I do have people to hang out with. 

Even though I miss all these things, I don’t think I’d go.  Why?  Because I know sooner or later I will make friends that will accept me regardless of my quirks.  I know that after surgery I will find a job and my hope is that I can regard them as true friends like I did my past co-workers.  I will find a place that I feel comfortable going to and eating at to relax and that I will enjoy the food.  (It still won’t be as delicious as the Chicken Chimichanga though) 

I think changes are hard to take in, but in the end, I think I’ll be a better person for it!  I hope that those of you that are going through similar changes will know that you can make it through this too.  

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