You know, it's funny how things work out.
A person plans, makes plans, has plans ... they figure they know all that can happen, go wrong or hopefully, all go according to the plan.
We left Buenos Aires because a baby was on the way , in NY . We wanted to be there, for them, for us .
I did not plan to leave NY and go South ... not at first.
I thought I would sell the NY house and move into one that was smaller .. a cottage .. a little house for one old woman and her cats with perhaps a tiny garden .. there is such a thing, up there, where I lived .
But "people" advised me not to stay there .. not to Be Alone, not to Spend So Much on a place to live, I would "be alone all the time" ... up there in New York State.
I packed all my belongings, cats into the car and took off to live near my Mom and Daughter and her son and have a different life.
When I lived in Florida with my husband, years ago ... he hated it .. we left finally. A year was about all he could take .. We moved to Oregon then of course, the big move was to Buenos Aires.
All because of an article he read in the paper, a 10 day visit because he couldn't stop thinking about it.
Every step of the way , we were met with signs that moving to Buenos Aires would be a Good Thing.
And it was. Everything happened easily, we were delighted every day with every thing ... even our lack of skill in Castellano was met with smiles and helpfulness ... In the US you can ask for something in English and still not be guaranteed a smiling helpfulness ..attitude, people, attitude.
Our attitude was delight .. everything was different but familiar, the people were on the whole, kind and good natured ... we always believed that people respond to a smile .. and they did.
I mangled their language, and the response was gentle, sometimes laughing and always helpful.
I miss the people of Buenos Aires like I left family behind.
I hated being alone in the NY house .. it had so many sad memories.
But then, when I think about it now .. I have a lot of good memories.
But best of all, it was in a Place that was memorable and that I miss very much.
New York State. It is so beautiful. Mountains, charming towns, farms, ranches, horses, cows , Highland cattle, Llamas ... you name it, you can probably find it up there.
So here I am ... in Florida. No snow. But hurricanes .. hmmmm.... which would you prefer ?
NY - high heating bills .... Fl - air conditioning running most of the year.
Cost of living - same.
Food and clothes .. same.
All the companionship and not being alone all the time .... same as NY .. perhaps even worse.
So the cats and I had a discussion .. we do that a lot before bed .. all cozy on my bed, talking about what the plan is for the next day .. sometimes for the next year ..
We decided that we would rather be alone in the country in New York than in Florida.
A snowstorm is not as scary as Hurricanes and Tornadoes .. strange I am sure, but that is what we think.
Christmas ... that did it.
When I was in NY ... visitors drove for hours to spend the day or weekend with me .. keeping me from feeling totally alone in the universe.
In Fl .. I spent Christmas alone. Santa didn't even visit and leave us anything . The cats were pissed.
Luckily, I knew Christmas was coming, I shopped, I got the cats their presents, they were happy.
But that was sort of the last straw ..
If I want to be happy, I have to do whatever it takes.
No one else really cares.
So there we have it .