Rebuilding A Life

Norfolk, Nebraska is a town where people are from more than being a town where people are coming to. At least this is what it seems like to me. One of my ex boyfriends moved to Texas and another relocated to Colorado. Several friends have left for new beginnings in other states, two went to Canada, and one to The Netherlands. I’ve wished all of them good luck in their new ventures and all of them are thriving where they now live.

I’m about to say farewell to yet another friend who has been fun to know. Linda is moving away from Norfolk to begin a new life in Branson, Missouri. She and her husband have signed the papers and are ready to move into a house in that community. Their Norfolk house has been placed on the market and a few people have already shown serious interests in purchasing it.

Linda has shown off photos of her new house, mostly the ones of the various rooms, but also a few exterior shots. Her enthusiasm is contagious. A person can’t help feeling excited for her, too.

Like me, Linda collects lots of stuff. In preparation for the big move, she has liquidated a few things, but only half-heartedly. When she asked for my advice about getting rid of her collectibles, I suggested having an auction. An auction will solve the problem in the span of a weekend.

Last Thursday, Linda said she decided against hiring an auctioneer. Instead, she and her husband will hire a moving van and take nearly everything from Norfolk to the new place in Branson. Linda said that once they’re settled in, she can decide what to keep and what to sell. The couple has ample financial means, so there is no practical reason not to do that.

Later, I pondered Linda’s situation with her collectibles. She has been worrying about what to do about them ever since January when she first expressed her desire to move to Missouri. She mentioned her quandary every day, when we chatted. Now that the moving van has been hired, Linda will be literally taking her worries with her when starting her life over. She is entitled to do as she pleases. That’s one reason why moving van companies are thriving businesses in America.

While I’m very happy for Linda and her much anticipated move, I feel sad that she will be leaving me behind and taking her clutter along with her. Seeing this thought written out makes me smile, yet my emotions are authentic.

As mentioned earlier, lovers and friends have left Norfolk and me behind in order to rebuild their lives in other locales. These moves have started from a heartfelt need for them to expand their horizons and explore new opportunities. It has been gratifying to hear from them and how happily they get along in their hometowns that are not Norfolk. I’m glad they are doing well.

Yet, there is still the sadness of being the friend who is left behind. It is an extension of my first best friend of childhood leaving with his family to Colorado. Linda is just the latest one to soon go away. There will be a period of mourning felt by both of us, but there will be a longer period of reestablishment and life rebuilding for Linda and her husband.

As our separate lives go on, we will have varying experiences and circumstances that will continue to shape our lives in different ways. The friendships will hopefully remain, but they certainly will radically change. As the old proverb says, “You can never {truly} go home again.”

Patrick, a former coworker who now lives in Ohio, stopped by my house to touch base with old friends and family. He expressed surprise at the physical changes Norfolk has undergone since he moved away. These are changes that we Norfolkans have taken for granted. He was amazed that the town has built a new library and is improving infrastructure. The real estate development on the west side of town has grown like a field of mushrooms.

Patrick has changed considerably since I last saw him. He said the same about me. We look different and behave somewhat differently, too. He is rebuilding his life in order to adapt to the ever changing culture of Cincinnati. I continue to rebuild my post-broadcasting life. Both of us have new concerns and have allowed old interests to fade away. We have lost family and friends to death. Other loved ones have moved away. New acquaintances have also come and gone.

Life is a constant process of change. It is our ability to accept and adapt to change that causes us to periodically rebuild our lives.

The Blue Jay of Happiness likes an observation from philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. “There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.”

About swabby429

An eclectic guy who likes to observe the world around him and comment about those observations.
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