What Was The Hardest Thing About Leaving The United States

This question was asked of me by Lynda a blog reader. I have talked in detail about the wonders of living in Ecuador and the great food and people and of course the beach but never once have I been asked about the things that we left. It brought up some wonderful memories and some very hard things that we had to deal with.

I would say the hardest thing to leave behind was our daughter Jennifer. When we moved to Panama back in 2006 she was in her last year of college. Leaving her behind was very difficult but she was an adult and had her own life to lead but that was probably the most difficult.

Next I would have to say my sister Janice, we have been pretty close. When Joe and I first moved to Florida back in 1976 Janice and her best friend Mary moved to South Miami and moved in with Joe and I for all of two or three days. They found their own apartment, new nursing jobs and eventually husbands. We remained close even when she moved to Vero Beach and then to Atlanta and when Joe and I moved to Atlanta in 1994 we moved in with Janice, Peter and their son Justin until we found our own home. It was difficult leaving her….

Then the next few items kind of run together. Our home outside of Atlanta was our dream home. A two-story traditional painted white with black shutters and door, it was our perfect home on a cul-de-sac with a nice sized deck that overlooked our back yard where we had planted peach and pear trees that extended into a 100 year flood plain surrounded by huge trees and a brook where we placed a wood bench under our own weeping willow..It was a very special home. Next it would have to be the Buford International Farmers Market what a fabulous place to spend a Sunday afternoon. They have foods from all over the world, a Mexican bakery, an Indian bakery, fresh cheeses, fruits, meats and seafood including many tanks with live fish, crabs you name it this was just a fun place to spend a few hours. Then a quick stop on Buford Highway to one of our favorite pho restaurants for a big bowl of beef pho soup with fresh spring rolls and a Thai iced coffee. Next it would be the many thrift shops that were in our area always filled with surprises for very little money, inexpensive books was our first stop then we would just roam these stores looking for that special treasure.

I miss these things and many more but we have been blessed to find a beautiful country, filled with gracious giving people.

We are content with our choice of San Clemente and pray that we are allowed to enjoy our dream in our Beach Hut for many years to come.