I’m officially a Nebraskan! My new driver’s license came today.
We’ve been transients for the last 13 years, because that’s the way the Army works. 4.5 years was the longest we ever stayed in one place, and there were fire ants. Bleah. We’d move somewhere new, get settled, learn which grocery stores had the best produce, if any of the Mexican restaurants in town were remotely authentic, make friends, begin to feel like a local, and then pack up and move again. And start over. I loved most of the places we’ve lived, but there have been so many.
I can tell you that Cafe Korea is the best Korean food in Waynesville, MO, and that the Walmart in Enterprise, AL has better avocados than Publix. I know that La Comida in Bamberg, Germany is the only restaurant in Franconia (probably) that doesn’t think that sprinkling canned corn on top of regular food magically makes it Mexican. I know where to buy the best gummie bears in the world, with little chunks of fruit inside. It’s been a wonderful life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. And I’m so very glad it’s over.
Now he’s out of the service, has a new job he loves (two, actually!) and we plan to stay here for the rest of our lives. In one place. Forever.
Do you know how wonderful that feels? Because I don’t have words.
