To be the un-blah

I came across some old pictures today from when we first started forming our community about four years ago.  While it doesn’t seem like it has been that long, we all looked so young.  In a lot of ways, we were a lot younger.  We definitely were much more carefree and idealistic.  Moving to Franklinton was such an exciting time.  I didn’t know what we were getting into.  While the realities have been occasionally sombering, the past four years have been some of the best of my life.

This past weekend my grandfather turned to me and said, “Heather, so many people are just blah.”  I thought it was funny because he is a very articulate retired college professor and I have never heard him say “blah,” which is sadly one of my favorite words.  I also thought that he is right.  While I would like to believe that everyone is interesting in their own way, I think Brian and I were setting ourselves up for a pretty blah life before we moved to the Ton.  I think we would have completely focused on our careers.  I think my dissertation would be finished and marketable.   I think we would have a beautiful house in Westerville and I think our lawn would look a lot better.  I think Christmas shopping would be easier and that we would get to eat more bacon, but I also think there would be a part of me that would always feel blah.   My life is so much richer now with our community, chickens, goats, girl sprouts, potlucks, dancing, etc., etc., etc….

It seems like we are on the verg of some changes in our community, and I am excited to see where we are at the end of 2012.  For now, I am so thankful for our exciting, stressful, beautiful, terrifying, heart-wrenching, un-blah lives.

 

Heather

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