Where it started1

Posted by Deirdre // 06-01-2011


So when this started, I didn’t know how the hell to do a blog. Or really have the time to find out. Now the kids are a few years older and I think I’ve finally realized what I can do with this. Here’s part of what I wrote way back when I thought I could actually figure out this puzzle (now all I plan to do is write about it).

Do we really want to live in a city that doesn’t sleep. Or need a city that has…”energy”. Or really use all that NY has to offer. But maybe we do?

The point is, I’m not sure. All I know is that it’s a constant quest to figure it out.

I/we want something more. More space, sure. But more quality of life, as cliche as it sounds, is definitely part of it. Even my 3 yr old asks why “we don’t live in the country?”. Why don’t we? When the kids need to get outside in the morning, we have to keep them from playing in the gutter. Nice.

The only thing is that it’s not so simple. We would leave friends. Even though we rarely see people, leaving would feel permanent. And it would feel far, no matter where we go. And we would leave what we know. A good cafe in walking distance (I do need my lattes, it’s not negotiable). A few good restaurants to choose from for the somewhat rare night we go out with or without the kids. Some semblance of culture – at least an awareness of it, around. Intelligent, discerning people. Not snobs. Just people who read and who can talk about things.

Can you find it in the city without spending millions (or even just 1)? Or without commuting as far as you would if you moved out? Can you find it elsewhere, and if so, what do you have to give up?


One Response

  1. Alison says:
    June 15th, 2011 at 1:25 pm

    >I can relate to so much of this. I always wondered about a simpler life before leaving the "rat race" and moving to Vermont. I'd like to take credit for waking up one day and saying "enough is enough!" But in fact, it was more of an evolution, rather than a revolution. A series of choices, that eventually culminated into one whopping change, over time. I don't think I could have ever found the courage to say "OK, I am going to walk away from all of this — the job, the energy of the city, my friends, my family…and start over!" I had to let go of those things, one at a time, to allow the change to happen. Does that make sense? One change, at a time. And truth be told, there are days I still miss all of these things — the distance from family/friends is the most poignant ache.Looking forward to reading more…