I don't like change. I admit it. But like it or not, things change. Children grow. Parents age. Time marches on. My aversion probably stems from some control issues, never really learning how to trust, feeling like the child who had to parent her parents with maybe a dash of OCD sprinkled on top.
I read stories on the 4Real forum about people packing up and moving across the country in search of a better job or to find a better place to raise their kids and the thought of choosing to do that brings on hyperventilation. I can't really ever see us living anywhere other than Texas, but then...
...sometimes I dream...
...about picking up and moving someplace new and starting all over again. The adventure of finding all the fun places to visit. The challenge of making new like minded friends. New grocery stores, new libraries, new museums, new parishes. What could we see? What would we find?
Sometimes, you find beauty, but not in the place that is most important to you. An online friend is right struggling with the difficulties of a church that is not offering much spiritual nourishment amidst a land that is stimulating and rich with opportunity to explore God's creation. (You are in our thoughts and prayers, dear friend!)
Others are exercising their prayer life (and their patience) as they ride the real estate roller coaster. Very few of us are fortunate enough to be able to move first and sell later. The real estate market in our area is sluggish at best and I am sure the rest of the country is in the same situation.
Do homeschooling families choose new places to live with the laws of a particular state in mind or do they rise to the challenge of the new place that they find themselves? Should the state of the Church in a particular area factor into the decision making process?
In the next three weeks we will know more about how much or how little our lives will change and then choices must be made, options weighed and decisions must be acted upon. And with that, we are off to Mass.
Dear St. Joseph, pray for us.
St. Dymphna, pray for me.