Today, I'm okay. Today, I'm starting to feel like this might be home. Today, I'm feeling like we might make friends, build a community, build a life. I haven't felt that way every day. But today, I'm okay.
My little family has been happily squatting with my folks since February. They have been so gracious and accommodating - tolerating, and at times even enjoying, the emotional tornado that is a three-year old: moving in and out of giggles, belly laughs and tears in less time than it takes thunder to call in a storm. We have tried our best to be respectful of their space, humbly paying them back for their generosity with little more than home-cooked meals. The soft landing has allowed us to settle in, save money, and learn the lay of the land. But we're ready to create our own space and our own routines and look forward to starting that re-build in early May.
Unfortunately, we won't be moving into a home at that time. House-hunting has been more challenging than we expected. We know what we want: sustainability, walkability, and retreat. We want communal space, large enough to house a multi-purpose, re-purposed hopefully home-built farm table with mis-matched chairs. Outdoor living space with room for herbs, fruit trees, and root vegetables. Space to work, eat, read, entertain and play music. Houses are every where, but no where is home. We are waiting to hear about a piece of land that we've hand-picked in North Denver - but the wait-time has gone from two weeks, to a month, to we don't know when. So we'll move into an apartment for a while - waiting to buy and build. Even so, an apartment is such a luxury. A patio and separate bedrooms are more than we could have hoped for in NYC, so I imagine we'll thrive in our new space.
Denver has invited us in. We've seen amazing theatre; drank good cups of coffee; visited bookstores; found a community of athletes; and ran into an old friend from our college acting days, and knew instantly that there was something electric in this town. We just need to plug in.
So that's what we're doing - recharging. The move, the separation, the distance from familiar faces and places wiped us out for a few weeks - but we're almost there. I've gone from one to two to three bars of power and I'm almost ready to go.