It's been a weirder adjustment than I thought.
Tucson is brown and shrubbery and prickly and bright.
Only an hour and a half away from Mesa, but it makes the valley seem lush and green.
That's not right.
For the first time I appreciated the Tucson beauty last night. The sky was overcast, the sun was setting, the mountains appeared to tower over our city, it was breathtaking. And then this morning the heat and sun hit again.
It's been lonely too. I'm adjusting to not being around family all the time, to not having nieces and nephews storm the house and stay for sleepovers. I'm adjusting to not seeing adults other than my husband for days. But I'm also excited to become involved in a new ward with new opportunities. It will come. I'm hoping that when the weather becomes tamer that the social aspect of life will pick up a bit.
To cheer me up Mandi, her girlies and my mother came for a visit last weekend.
It was just what I needed.
Adults.
Women.
People.
It was nice to have them around again.
1 comment:
Megan, I know I just replied to your most recent post. I just want you to know that the summers are icky here. BUT, when the summer is over, the rest of the year is so beautiful to me! I remember when we first moved here, I said to my daughter Caitlynn, aren't those mountains so pretty? (I was talking about the ones out east). And she said, "No Mom! They're all brown!" But I think it will grow on you. Hey, would you like to join our Bunco group? We have some AWESOME women in there and I know you would love every one of them! Let me know! ~Summer
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