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whatevergirl
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Sigh I hate feeling whiny, weepy…but lately, I just feel down about moving to Florida. Not entirely, it’s been a good move financially…I got a promotion, and hubby got a great job with Disney…kids are doing good in school (I really like the public schools they are attending)…we live in a nice neighborhood, met some nice people here…oh, my sister lives only a few hours away now, so that’s cool too…bla bla bla.
But, I don’t know what it is, I just like all of a sudden, over the past month…feel EXTREMELY nostalgic and ‘home sick’ for Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh is not my hometown, but it’s my husband’s and just had soooo many good honest friends over the years, that we met there. I loved our parish, and I can’t seem to find a parish that I am in love with, like that one, here in Florida. We have one that we have been attending for about a year, but still…nothing like the one in Pittsburgh. I think what I miss is the closeness of the parish we belonged to. The parishes here are so large…you feel like you have no identity, like the priest is just shaking your hand at the end of mass with no feeling. BUT…Confession is here with these priests is awesome. I know, they are just busy…but these overwhelmingly large parishes just aren’t my ‘thing,’ perhaps. I miss the one in Pittsburgh.
Not only that, I miss the women I had become SO close with at work. I have made friends here, but where I work is not for the faint of heart. It is high pressure, which doesn’t bother me, but there seems to be an element of closeness missing. I moved here and am virtually doing the same thing I did back in PA, with an increase in my territory (I’m in sales) and the money has been quite good, but I just feel unattached here, or something.
I miss my MIL, the female coworkers I became friends with, and sometimes, the snow. (not often on that last one
) Is this normal, to feel sad about missing people? I wish I could say the feelings have been fleeting, but they are bogging me down. I ask God to lift them from me, but they just keep getting heavier. I ask God…do you want us here in Florida, and it seems like He does. Before moving, we reflected much…and from a financial standpoint, we are doing well. There’s more to life than money, though, certainly. I know this. But, my husband hated the snow, the shoveling of it (bad back) and so forth, and really was miserable after the holidays, up there. So, my company put things into motion for us, and we moved here in 07. And you know, I hadn’t thought of it really, but it’s like all of a sudden, I just miss everything and everyone up there.
I’m not pms-ing, so it’s not that.
I wish I was, then that would be an excuse…but no, I just feel weepy so much over missing people up there. We are planning a trip there in the summer…and really can’t wait to see everyone. I namely miss my MIL. We are very close. I talk to her weekly…but not the same.
Some great things that happened since moving here include my son being active in football, (there was too much in the way of politics up north, and he didn’t have a fair shake, we think), my daughter is doing great in guitar, and we love her guitar teacher, and we like our neighbors. And we found a new cat.
lol Let’s not forget that! 
So…am I abnormal, or is this normal? I ask God for forgiveness over this daily…do you think God is looking at me as I’m an ungrateful person? I am very grateful for what He has blessed us with…I keep thinking of the passage where Jesus talks about not turning back when you’re hand is on the plow facing forward (that is such a butchering of the passage, but you know the one I mean?) Looking back, God paved the way for us to move here…not a doubt in my mind. On many days, I don’t think about this, but lately, I can’t shake it.
Your thoughts, advice, support, prayers would be greatly appreciated.
But, I don’t know what it is, I just like all of a sudden, over the past month…feel EXTREMELY nostalgic and ‘home sick’ for Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh is not my hometown, but it’s my husband’s and just had soooo many good honest friends over the years, that we met there. I loved our parish, and I can’t seem to find a parish that I am in love with, like that one, here in Florida. We have one that we have been attending for about a year, but still…nothing like the one in Pittsburgh. I think what I miss is the closeness of the parish we belonged to. The parishes here are so large…you feel like you have no identity, like the priest is just shaking your hand at the end of mass with no feeling. BUT…Confession is here with these priests is awesome. I know, they are just busy…but these overwhelmingly large parishes just aren’t my ‘thing,’ perhaps. I miss the one in Pittsburgh.
Not only that, I miss the women I had become SO close with at work. I have made friends here, but where I work is not for the faint of heart. It is high pressure, which doesn’t bother me, but there seems to be an element of closeness missing. I moved here and am virtually doing the same thing I did back in PA, with an increase in my territory (I’m in sales) and the money has been quite good, but I just feel unattached here, or something.
I miss my MIL, the female coworkers I became friends with, and sometimes, the snow. (not often on that last one
I’m not pms-ing, so it’s not that.
Some great things that happened since moving here include my son being active in football, (there was too much in the way of politics up north, and he didn’t have a fair shake, we think), my daughter is doing great in guitar, and we love her guitar teacher, and we like our neighbors. And we found a new cat.
So…am I abnormal, or is this normal? I ask God for forgiveness over this daily…do you think God is looking at me as I’m an ungrateful person? I am very grateful for what He has blessed us with…I keep thinking of the passage where Jesus talks about not turning back when you’re hand is on the plow facing forward (that is such a butchering of the passage, but you know the one I mean?) Looking back, God paved the way for us to move here…not a doubt in my mind. On many days, I don’t think about this, but lately, I can’t shake it.
Your thoughts, advice, support, prayers would be greatly appreciated.