I lived in Florence, Oregon for 12 years before moving to New York to be closer to my husband's family. Oregon is where we had made our home - got married, had kids, I started my freelance career, etc. We moved mid-pandemic, so things were weird anyway, but I never realized just HOW MUCH I'd miss it. My life now is good, don't get me wrong, but I think back all the time and wonder many things, like yourself. What if... ??? Life is beautiful and tragic like that. Here's to making the best of where we are and forever looking back with a tender love (and even longing) - and here's to Oregon!
Oh wow, we had a similar journey! I miss Oregon every day since moving to CT in December, but I'm trying to embrace the east coast and find things to love about our new home. Where in New York are you?? (Also so sorry I got lost in deadline land and failed to respond to these comments for so long!)
I'm in upstate New York (right between Buffalo and Rochester). I can't believe I've lived here for 4 years already! It still feels like I just left Oregon. Ha!
I love every bit of this thread, especially that on how often, and however you use to write back then!There is no greater joy than putting all the thoughts into words no matter the place and time! Also, I am a person who loves to live alone, and always enjoy the company of being myself, so I could very, very, very big resonate with your linked article about living in a room on your own. Yours is exactly the kind of story that I joined Substack for. I’m so happy to stumble upon you, Britany! 💛
I'm so glad to have stumbled upon each other, Anjali! (Even though I completely neglected this thread and took WAY too long to respond. It's lovely to connect!)
It’s so easy to wonder about the paths not taken. You can go mad doing it. I try not to contemplate it too much and just true that I’m on the right path for me now in this moment.
This one especially touched me. Shirley sounds like a delight—and so does everything you’ve done alongside/since! (Side note: My van, Hermes, is a little jealous of the yellow floral ceilings. His exterior is yellow. 😂)
I lived in Florence, Oregon for 12 years before moving to New York to be closer to my husband's family. Oregon is where we had made our home - got married, had kids, I started my freelance career, etc. We moved mid-pandemic, so things were weird anyway, but I never realized just HOW MUCH I'd miss it. My life now is good, don't get me wrong, but I think back all the time and wonder many things, like yourself. What if... ??? Life is beautiful and tragic like that. Here's to making the best of where we are and forever looking back with a tender love (and even longing) - and here's to Oregon!
Oh wow, we had a similar journey! I miss Oregon every day since moving to CT in December, but I'm trying to embrace the east coast and find things to love about our new home. Where in New York are you?? (Also so sorry I got lost in deadline land and failed to respond to these comments for so long!)
I'm in upstate New York (right between Buffalo and Rochester). I can't believe I've lived here for 4 years already! It still feels like I just left Oregon. Ha!
I love every bit of this thread, especially that on how often, and however you use to write back then!There is no greater joy than putting all the thoughts into words no matter the place and time! Also, I am a person who loves to live alone, and always enjoy the company of being myself, so I could very, very, very big resonate with your linked article about living in a room on your own. Yours is exactly the kind of story that I joined Substack for. I’m so happy to stumble upon you, Britany! 💛
I'm so glad to have stumbled upon each other, Anjali! (Even though I completely neglected this thread and took WAY too long to respond. It's lovely to connect!)
It’s so easy to wonder about the paths not taken. You can go mad doing it. I try not to contemplate it too much and just true that I’m on the right path for me now in this moment.
That's the way to do it!
This one especially touched me. Shirley sounds like a delight—and so does everything you’ve done alongside/since! (Side note: My van, Hermes, is a little jealous of the yellow floral ceilings. His exterior is yellow. 😂)
She was great! Now I need to see a pic of this fabulous yellow Hermes...