My lovely parents who have lived in the same house for 35 years of their lives (but more importantly, MY entire life!) are packing up and moving to South Carolina at the end of the month. And while I am ecstatic for them to be retiring at such a young age, I just can’t get over the fact that home will not be Lincoln
anymore. I never even stopped to consider that there would be a slight inkling of a possibility that my parents would ever move away from Lincoln. I mean, if you’ve met my parents then you know they are not up for change – let alone a crazy life adventure that takes them thousands of miles away from everything that they’ve ever known. I’ve had friends who’s parents moved away, and even that seemed strange to me. But never did I think that it would happen to my family.
I realize that I am being very self-centered about this whole situation but it really doesn’t
make any sense to me at all. All of my family live in Nebraska – my mom’s family, my dad’s family and my brother and sister-in-law. Greg and I are the ones that live far away (but still an easy 500 mile drive!) in Denver. My parents have become extremely involved with their church and serve in many capacities of the church. They have their little social network of friends. My mom has a business. And they are packing everything up and moving to a place where they know only two people within a 1,000 mile radius if not more!
I guess I’m just worried about them. Which makes me scared that I have come to that point in my life when I start worrying about my parents, rather than them worrying about me. Actually, that’s not true – maybe we are in this weird period where we are both worrying about each other, because I know they still wonder about me sometimes!
I just have to remember – God is watching over them. They will be fine. This is an amazing and wonderous adventure. And I hope they enjoy every moment of it!