Displaced Vermonster coming home for visit
Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2005 1:44 pm
Hi all,
I am a Barnet native that gets to visit home occasionally. I was up last September for my Memier's (Grandmother's) funeral, and on September 30th, I get to come home for a whole 11 days with my Native Floridian Husband, and my thin blooded Floridian Daughters. I sometimes wish that I could move home, but with what my Husband and I do for a living, and the cost of living, winter heating, and taxes, that is not feasible. Heartbreak is to those who come to Vermont expecting life to be quaint and charming.
I love my home with all my heart, and when I get back on the plane to head back south I usually end up in tears, literally half way back.
However, I would never stop coming home to my flame kissed hills, and chill morning air. Listening to the Chickadees sing thier autumn song, and hearing the Canadian Geese honking thier way south to North Carolina, heralding the silence that comes with the snow.
I am a Barnet native that gets to visit home occasionally. I was up last September for my Memier's (Grandmother's) funeral, and on September 30th, I get to come home for a whole 11 days with my Native Floridian Husband, and my thin blooded Floridian Daughters. I sometimes wish that I could move home, but with what my Husband and I do for a living, and the cost of living, winter heating, and taxes, that is not feasible. Heartbreak is to those who come to Vermont expecting life to be quaint and charming.
I love my home with all my heart, and when I get back on the plane to head back south I usually end up in tears, literally half way back.
However, I would never stop coming home to my flame kissed hills, and chill morning air. Listening to the Chickadees sing thier autumn song, and hearing the Canadian Geese honking thier way south to North Carolina, heralding the silence that comes with the snow.