I am now sitting at my computer in Palm Coast, Florida visiting my son and grand kids. As there are 8 of us in a small 3 bedroom home, just finding a moment to reflect has become quite an adventure. Let’s also include the fact that I really hate to fly and had to do that to cover the 2,500 miles that separate us. Mostly I hate the connections and trying to find your way around in a strange airport. I worry, worry, worry that something will go wrong. So far, I am safe from unwanted problems, but I have the flight home to stress out about. Not very guru of me is it?

I lived in Florida for 10 years and moved back West to be closer to my parents as they aged. Thank goodness I did because they have needed my help a lot lately. My dad had a hip replacement and at 82 hasn’t recovered so quickly.

Anyway, being in Florida once again, I realize that I really don’t like it here unless I am at the beach. When I get up in the mornings, I wonder when the sun is going to shine. Then I look out the window and realize that it is. It just doesn’t get as bright as it is at home because of the humidity. Let’s not even discuss the bugs. If you think living with scorpions is difficult, consider the fact that you can’t even go for a pleasant evening stroll because the mosquitoes and gnats will eat you alive. And the ants and roaches own the territory even if you think your rent pays for a safe haven.

Go shopping for food here. Even though much of it is grown locally, it seems to come from all over the world and costs 1/3 more than back home. This is a town of 70,000 and I live in a town of 10,000, so you’d think that it would cost more where I live. Power and water is more expensive here too! I guess it all comes from the fact that this is really a retirement community full of snow birds, and supposedly, if you can retire here, you have money. Unfortunately, the people who serve the retirees still have to live and eat here. And those that  retired before the crash are having a difficult time sustaining their previous standard of living.

Actually, I live in a town that swells to three times it’s size in the winter, but our costs remain reasonable, so I just scratch my head and wonder at the differences here.

I do love being with my Florida family, but wish they were closer to me because I don’t much like it here. Adventure is one thing, self- punishment is another. I miss my desert and red rocks and my husband, dog and Nevada family. Home soon and I will post a photo of the group.