Leaving My Neighbourhood

I first moved into my neighbourhood over 7 years ago. As you can imagine, everything in it is comfortable and familiar. I know that the brick building across the street always has bird feeders and that there are beautiful sweet peas in the garden behind the church rectory. I know the shortcut through the parking lot and beside the big brick apartment complex.

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I know where the potholes are, and can give you a brief history of every landmark within a few-block radius. I know every aisle of the grocery store and that it doesn’t carry almond M&Ms. I know where my post office is, and when it’s open. I know that the hippies next door weed whack their lawn every summer because it doesn’t actually contain any grass. I know the menus of the closest restaurants.

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When I got married a few years ago, we chose to stay in my place (a rather squashy-for-two condo) and save up some money. And finally, after months of work and real estate shenanigans, my husband and I will be moving to a new neighbourhood. By the end of this month, I will no longer be a resident of our much-loved street.

I know our new ‘hood, in a sort of vague, roundabout way – my grandparents lived there when I was a child, and I went to university nearby. It’s lovely. I’m just having a bit of a hard time with the sheer amount of pesky, adult things that I will have to change, which seems absurd now that I’m writing it down. Who cares if my pharmacist, my dentist, my optometrist are all nearby? I can change them. People do it all the time. Right? (The other day, I actually thought to myself, “Oh NO. I have to break in a new coffee shop!!” Yes, I realize that is ridiculous.)

I’m working on setting aside the anxiety – because really, it’s an adventure, and one I’m excited to start. It’s a privilege to be able to move somewhere new and explore. I like the huge trees and the cute back alleys. I’m happy to have new restaurants to try and trails to walk. We will have a yard. A garage! A sidewalk to shovel. A guest bedroom!

I’m ready, but part of my heart will always live in my old neighbourhood.

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  • Avatar Carla Aug 22, 2013, 10:02 am

    Thanks, Julia! It’s going to be a good change, I think. Down to the last few days of packing now – here’s to the light at the end of the tunnel! :)

  • Avatar Carla Aug 22, 2013, 10:02 am

    Thanks, Julia! It’s going to be a good change, I think. Down to the last few days of packing now – here’s to the light at the end of the tunnel! :)

  • Avatar Julia Gabriel Aug 20, 2013, 8:02 am

    I will be leaving my neighborhood behind to a new one out that way, hopefully sooner rather than later. I am excited about the change, but am struggling with how much my former hood probably has changed in the 10 years I’ve been gone.

    • Avatar Julia Gabriel Aug 20, 2013, 8:06 am

      I am sure you will love your new space and hood in no time.