Sat uh day
The kids and John are in bed and I have been sitting here for a few minutes pondering the thought of having a parallel life. Back in Colorado we have friends, a favorite grocery store, our favorite convenience store, customers, a bank and a home. Our home is empty and lonely, in pristine condition and waiting for a few owner. It’s just so weird for me to think about how life didn’t stop when we left Colorado to move back here and how it didn’t stop here when we lived in Colorado. I missed the ocean when I was looking at Pikes Peak and when I see the ocean everyday here, I miss Pikes Peak.
This entry doesn’t really mean anything, I’m just thinking out loud.
TeamRachel aka mrskatvon is both a website to gain public awareness of Juvenile Batten Disease (which affects my oldest daughter) as well as a journal to remember the events in our lives.
Rachel was diagnosed with Batten Disease in July 2009 and while we knew something was "not right" we had no idea that such a nightmarish disease existed. There are dozens of nasty, orphan disease which affect people both very young and old.
Aside from dealing with the changes of Batten Disease in my daughter, Rachel, I have tasked myself with making life memorable for all of my children to make sure that (at least) 3 of them grow up to be as well adjusted and happy as possible.
“This entry doesn’t really mean anything”
but it makes sense. At least to me.
oh honey
I live this double life every day. I completely understand.
I can not imagine a life without seeing the Olympics and Mt. Rainier every day or the friends I have come to know here. Likewise, it does something unkind to my heart to consider that I will never make that trail loop in Charleston I forgot to do before we left, or be able to sleep with the smell of Folly beach wafting in through the windows. My kids won’t be raised in “my church.”
I love the way people think here about politics and how the state is held accountable. But I miss how low taxes were in SC, and how you were more accountable for yourself.
I think the strangest feeling of loss occurs when you move. Mainly for the lost of some of your dreams. I always wanted to go backpacking up pikes peak which will probably not happen. I miss some of the people and definately the stability. I guess when you get used to seeing something then you don’t you notice the loss and feel strange about it.