12 February 2014

Our cute East Sac Home













Our year in East Sacramento is drawing to a close.  What will I miss?

I'll miss the community.  We were able to jump right in with our boys playing sports and going to school in East Sac.

I'll miss the train, the Union Pacific, that runs less than a block away from our house.  When all is quiet in the night, you can hear it running, it's a comforting sound.

I will miss the trees.  Sacramento is nicknamed "The City of Trees" for good reason.  They're huge and old and everywhere.  I am definitely a tree person.


I'll miss the weather.  Oh man, I'll miss the weather!  The fall began in September and lasted until November.  It was a grey, dry December.  Then the daffodils and crocuses started blooming in January!  January!  We got the crisp air and autumn colors and the fresh green and blooming things without enduring the cold, snow, or inversion.  Sign me up, I'll take it!

I'll miss the oranges.  We had our very own orange tree in the backyard.  It had green oranges when we moved here in June.  We harvested after Christmas.  And now we're enjoying the sweet blossoms.  There's about a thousand bees buzzing around it.  Randy made lots and lots of fresh squeezed o.j.  for us.

I'll miss our ward.  They march to the beat of their own drum, but they're tightly knit and so used to each other that they operate more like family than acquaintances.  It took some getting used to.  I didn't quite get it at first, but the more I get to know them, the more I am humbled.  I will miss Marcia McAllister, Patti Underwood, Brother Underwood, the "Lentsch" mob, Christina Barnett, Alicia Brazell, David who reminds us that "you got 5 minutes" in Sunday school, the Carters, the Fellissinas, Jane Hudgins, Maricella Lopez.  Just thinking about leaving and most likely not seeing them again breaks my heart.

I will miss the missionaries. We had them over for dinner each month.  They typically were assigned to our ward for 6 months, so we got to know them pretty well by the end of their time here.  I loved the spirit that was in our home when they came, you could feel their strength.  I think missionaries are some of the most celestial people here on earth.  They are sheltered from media and outside influences and can focus 100% on serving. 

I will miss our neighbors, the Haskins.  The kids ran in and out of our houses.  Jenny and I let them run feral in our backyards.  My boys were never lonely for friends and they got along really well. 

I think most of all, I will miss the simplicity of this year.  We didn't have a lot of money.  We spent a lot of time together as a family.  It was just an easy, happy year.  I think we'll look back on it as a dream.  I loved being in a place, knowing we only had a year.  It made me love easier.  We made good friends, lifelong friends. 

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