small town

It always seemed like a small town.
Everything was slow and revolved around the University.
Kinda sleepy.
I remember thinking at times I was so ready to leave.
It's one of those towns where you often know the same people most of your life.
Some how you end up knowing someone who knows someone.
Kinda nice. Can be bad to though.
I have lots of memories from this town.

When I left, I didn't feel badly about doing so. I felt so grown up moving less than two hours away to the "BIG" city. It was so fast, fresh and new there. Probably just to me at the time because well it was new to me and everything seemed so fresh because I had never seen it and well....people drove a lot faster. For that I fit right in....I tend to have a led foot.

So pretty much the only time I went back to the small town was for Doctors appointments, rival football games and sorority stuff with the chapter house on the campus there. Pretty soon I felt further and further removed from the small town.

After college I moved several times to different states. Coming back for visits to my parents home who ironically was now and had been for sometime removed from the small town and now in the "BIG" city. I would drift into the small town now only for doctor appointments and one 10 year high school reunion. The small town didn't feel like home, I had left it behind.

A few years back I was able to go visit my parents and we took a road trip to the small town. It felt differently being there with my kids. I felt a bit nostalgic. Thinking that one day it might be nice to live here with them. I found myself thinking that if we could move back to AZ that I would suggest to live here, here in this small town. My small town. I would however raise a nice maroon and gold flag in my yard if I lived in this small town.

I have started to think about what it would be like to live there. I would want my kids to go to the same private schools, especially my high school. What a special place it is. Yes. I would want all that. When it was time for college....well I would hope they would venture north of the small town. Yes. They would need to venture north.

Well those thoughts are just silly fancies that often pass the time. We are not moving anytime soon. Sigh. However, with the birth of Social Media it is nice to feel connect to people you haven't seen in so long. To reconnect, to laugh about old times and learn about new lives. It often brings up my silly fancies. Sigh.

Well this small town and people from it have been brought to mind a lot over the last few days. It has brought tears and words of prayers. I hope you have prayed for this small town too even if you don't know it or the people.

There was tragedy. Stunning tragedy that left people injured and many dead. This tragedy was horrific and led by a mad man. I not for one moment believe it was politically driven. The man. is. CRAZY.

Maybe now you might know of the small town I speak of. The small town.






I have cried for the "old pueblo" and have cried for those I didn't even know. I have cried for those I did know. Friends from high school lost their dad/dad in law in Judge Roll. Such a shame this senseless tragedy is. Sad. Sad. So very sad.

So lately this small town has been on my mind.