Thursday, July 28, 2011

Life Takes You Places You Never Dreamed You Would Go

I've lived and worked in New York City since October 1975, but when I think of home my very first thought is Hartford. Though I'm happy to be in New York and plan to stay here after my present job is a memory, friends and family still ask me when I am coming home. I am definitely home, but my hometown has a tremendous pull in both memory and present reality.

I was born in Hartford and lived in two different houses growing up. When I was in college my parents moved to West Hartford, not more than five miles from the house in which I was raised. Though the house was different and the grocery we shopped in changed, more things than not stayed the same. Though we had moved to the suburbs I was still from Hartford. I went to college in Massachusetts and New Hampshire and graduate school in Tennessee and despite my moving around I fully intended to go "back" to Hartford. The dearth of jobs in Hartford in 1975 led me to New York. I planned to stay at most two to three years, and then I would go home.

Now it's twelve times three years and I have come home to my little corner of New York City. I've lived in three apartments, held nine jobs and worked in twelve locations throughout New York. Sometimes I think of moving back to Hartford, but now my plans are a little different than I those I had in 1975. My thinking includes somewhere warmer for the winter. The thought of New England winter seems too rough for me now. None of this was planned, but the one thing I've learned is that life takes you places you never dreamed you would go. And you can quote me on that!

When you think of home do you think of your hometown or where you live now? Inquiring minds want to know!

You always have a home in Buttercupland!

6 comments:

Marydon said...

No, we never look back, Maryland is our home. Each time we moved away briefly, we came right back. WA ST looks good in the rear view mirror.

I'd love for you to be my neighbor, I'll rent you a room!

TTFN ~
Have a great weekend.
Love ya!
Marydon

Chatty Crone said...

We live in Atlanta - from Chicago. We miss some things like the food - but some things we don't like the weather!

I love New York!

Tanna at The Brick Street Bungalow said...

I was born in Texas, grew up all across the south, and live in east Texas now... it is home. blessings ~ Tanna

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I have lived here for most all my life and although I do not like the winters the options are not there for me to do otherwise. Life has taken me on some strange trips though and places I never thought I'd be in. Home is where the heart is they say and no matter where you roam home is where you hang your hat. I hope your Friday is a fantastic one!

TheNote said...

been an entertainer most of my life - never, ever felt like i had a home. SO - Thank you for letting me know I am welcome in Buttercupland - this is awesome. me, born in the city of the angels (Los Angeles, CA)- I tell people i own the state of California and loan it out for everyone to enjoy (don't i wish that were actual . . ???)

I've never made friends with the place i reside - strange , , oh, well -

I think of California as home - but, truth is, i wouldn't know where precisely in California that would be . . . I'd dream to live in the Redwoods . . .

love visiting your blog - but, you knew that.

love & love,
-g-

Ann from On Sutton Place said...

My home now is my hometown. I left for a while but came back when I got married. I've never wondered if it was the right thing to do...I'm sure it was. I'm here now to help care for my parents. What a blessing...have a great Sunday. I'm a new follower. Thanks for visiting my blog!