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A fleeting, subjective impression
By: Allison Elizabeth Whitney
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| Friday, 31-Jul-2009 08:28 |
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Moving
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I spent the day with my Ali and his darling friend Ellie. They rode a carousel together, and he made her sick by spinning round and round as fast as he could in a roundabout. It's fun to observe their relationship as friends. I sat on a bench, eating cotton candy, and watched my son spin the poor girl to death. She likes to tell him what to do. He looks like he wants to kick her in the shin.
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Ian and I have considered moving closer to where my mom and dad have their ranch. I want land and a house and horses and chickens. Sometimes, I think we should have a goat. Ali likes to ride his motorbikes and I like long driveways shaded by trees. I also want a porch with a design table outside my drawing room on the second floor. I want to work and sunbathe while wearing a large hat and sipping my iced tea.
Should we decide to move, I know I will miss our neighborhood. Two blocks down are the baseball diamonds. Down the street and to the right stands our church and Ali's school. I know and love our neighbors; we sit and chat into the late hours of the night while the kids are still out playing hide and seek, shining flashlights in each other's faces causing maniacal laughter. Everyday at seven sharp, the ice cream/ snow cone man comes down the street with the truck that plays a song and screams "hello". There is a neighborhood cat that likes to chill outside our dining room window and cause my dog to bark wildly and run all through the house only to come back to the window and start all over again. There are also the wonderful nights on the back porch, after get togethers with family and friends, when there was only Ian and I and a glowing pool. We are young, and we like to act like it. My home here has provided many sweet memories.
Making a move is such a big decision. Many of my friends my own age hop around town, moving here and there, just to try something new. They have no one else to think about but themselves. I can't do that so easily. It's so difficult trying to figure if you're making the right decision for your family.
Tomorrow, we are visiting my parents. Perhaps I will sneak up to my old bedroom and dig up the Magic 8-Ball from my closet and ask it if moving is the right decision. It was right years ago when my sister shook it like mad and asked, "Is Allison preggo?" and it replied with "You may rely on it."
However, I did get "Without a doubt" when I asked if I would ever get the chance to make out with Johnny Depp.
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