What a crazy whirlwind that was.
Richard and I decided that we wanted to live on post here. After living 40 minutes away from UVA and Charlottesville, we were not wanting Richard to spend so much time in the car each day.
The areas here in town are hit or miss, and we were recommended to live a similar distance away to be in a "good" area....unless we could live on post.
We were offered a house on Fort Bragg that would be available around the same time that we needed it to be available. This house is a duplex, so we are connected to another family. We are much closer to our neighbors than we were in Palmyra, and some days even the Lake was too close to others. Our house is a little smaller than our previous home, and we lost a ton of storage space - but we have managed. My brother even claims the floor plan makes it appear we have more space in some rooms.
We have spent the summer unpacking, getting organized and getting acclimated to the new area. I still have nothing hanging on my walls, but we have put up some curtains and most things have found their new "home" or made it to the thrift store.
The area is way different than where we were living, in the middle of no where Virginia.
We do enjoy being close to most modern conveniences. We enjoy sending our children outside and allowing them to play and ride bikes without a worry.
I still feel like we are unsettled, though. The past few months have flown by. I have grown used to the sounds of artillery and helicopters and planes hovering overhead. I have grown used to the piles of Army green socks and PT gear that had been packed away for years.
Two years is going to fly by at this rate!
No worries, we will be carried through. Without a doubt.
And because it is Wednesday, here is a song for your viewing pleasure.
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