In the three months since we've been residents here, after moving away from the house we thought was--but decidedly wasn't--our "forever home" in NH, I have truly, truly grown to love my new Southern zip code.
It helps that three of our married sons and four of our grandchildren (soon to be eight, actually!) live less than an hour away from us now. And it helps that all of our VA kids were actually really excited to have us move nearby and become a bigger part of their day-to-day lives.
I got a bad case of poison ivy a couple of weeks ago--something that hasn't happened to me in about 40 years (and I hope I've got 40 more before I ever have to go through it again).
A few nights after my husband left, I was alone at our new house, and as I stood up I had a sudden sensation of being on the verge of passing out. I had a serious bout of anxiety, and gripping the counter to keep from fainting, I called 911. Then I realized I should have just called one of my boys, now that they're so close by. So I called the 911 operator back and tried to cancel the ambulance, but the EMT's came to check on me anyway. It was so embarrassing. Eight of them trooped in the front door, and I spent most of the time they were with me apologizing for wasting their time. (Who knew poison ivy could cause so much trouble?!)
Long story short, though: my middle son was my hero that night and drove 35 minutes to my house to get me after the emergency crew had left, and I ended up having two sleepovers at his house, with his wife and his two darling kids.
My husband doesn't have a VA t-shirt. But he does have this awesome bar glass, part of a gift basket of VA-themed items that our kids had waiting for us when we first arrived here in March.
Have a great weekend, everyone!