My 2nd home
As I sit here, in the office of Drivers Training Inc. in Bristol, VA, I find myself thinking I could live here.
I think about my family, who most of them live back in Indiana, and as much as I love them, we do a lot of communicating through text and internet means now so that part wouldn’t change much. I would miss all the parties and get together’s because they are one of the biggest reasons I love my family. We are all so tight and close and we get together enough just to hang out. I would definitely miss my mom, who is always there for me for whatever I need her for. She raised me to be the man I am today and I like to think that she did a pretty good job.
I think about my job, which I do like. I just don’t like some of the people I work with and some of the changes they have made recently have left a sour taste in my mouth. I could definitely walk away from it. I have a few friends there I would miss, but I’m not really that close to anyone. The one person I thought I was close to has proven to me in the past that we aren’t as close as I thought.
I think about my kids, which are the only things keeping me from moving here. If I could, I would bring them in a heartbeat. But a lot would have to happen, I could never take them from their mother for one. I grew up with a single parent and although I had a pretty good childhood, I think no kid should grow up without both parents if at all possible. Obviously there are some exceptions, some parents just never should have had kids but we won’t go into all that. I wouldn’t do that to my kids, or to their mother. I would have to make multiple trips back to Indiana because I know some grandparents who wouldn’t want to go too long without seeing them. And for what I have here, I would definitely be willing to drive back and forth regardless of how often.
And what do I have here you ask? Someone who loves me for me, someone who makes me feel alive again, someone I don’t think i could live without for starters. I feel so at home here, even last night just sprawled out on the couch watching the Colts game. It just feels right. I get along with her kids alright, the son and I get along pretty good. The daughter is a work in progress, I get along with her for the most part, she just does a lot of things towards her mother that I couldn’t just let go. They both do that, but the daughter is the worst at it. I enjoyed going to the sporting events of the kids, the daughter in volleyball and this Saturday she’s in a band competition that I’m looking forward too. The son is in bowling, which is a sport I know, and although we missed most of his games on Saturday morning, I enjoyed watching him and am looking forward to watching him again this coming Saturday.
My girlfriend could use the help and I so want to be the one to help. I do things for her I wouldn’t have done in the past, and by that I mean basics like offering to take the trash out or take the dog out. I see how busy she is and how stressed she gets and I want to do whatever I can to relieve that. I feel that I owe her that much for the way she makes me feel. Which is like I’m the most important person in the world. Just random touches and hugs and kisses. Just the way she doesn’t forget about me when I’m in the room. I catch her watching me and as much as it annoys me to be stared at, it makes me smile that she feels that way about me. She loves me and has no problem telling me or showing me. And as pathetic as I feel that makes me, I need that verification after the last 10 or 15 years I’ve had.
Right now we are just living one day at a time, for the most part we are 600 miles from each other. Which makes the time we have together all that more special. And neither of us care if we are really doing anything, as long as we are doing it together. I hate shopping, yet I’ll go into Walmart or grocery shopping or where ever she goes and just enjoy being with her.
What’s in the future for us? Who knows, I guess my feeling is that when her kids graduate, she’ll move to Indiana until my kids graduate then we’ll both move here. There are many of variables that will go into all that decision making such as her job or major changes elsewhere, but that is how I see it. I’m not sure how she see’s it, I don’t think she’s all that keen on going to Indiana but we’ll see. That’s all at least 3 or 4 years away.
