This past week Joe, Henry and I met my parents in Kansas to do a little house hunting. I was nervous. It's a roller coaster of emotions driving into your new life. We didn't pick Kansas, it was picked for us. I had no idea what to expect. The first night we got there, I went through a moment of culture shock. It's a small town. And we all know my fear of small towns. But after the first night, we saw more of the area and my worries faded a bit.
Yes, it's still small, but it offers everything my family needs. Restaurants, libraries, museums, zoo, cultural opportunities at the college, great schools, parks, pools, etc. I decided that I get to make the decision on whether I love it or hate it. So, I've already decided to love it. I've decided to take advantage of a tight knit community and get involved in anything I can. I've decided that opportunities lie where you least expect them and I need to be proactive in finding wonderful opportunities for me and my family. I've decided that we will love our time in Kansas. I know, without a doubt, that I will cry when we move there, but I will cry even more when we have to leave, because I will have loved it so much.
While we were there, we found that Manhattan, Kansas is not flat. We were told there would be hills, but I was not a believer. Let the records show, that I was wrong. There are, in fact, hills in Kansas. And lucky for us we found a great home on one of those hills. Another reason I know I'll love it.
We spent several days looking at homes and nothing seemed to "fit". By the end of day two of the three days we would be there, we walked into the last house we were being shown. We both knew immediately we had walked into our new home. And to our surprise it was new-it was being built as we stood there. I'm so excited about it. We had a list of requirements we were looking for in a house. Things that Joe and I weren't willing to compromise on. This house exceeded all our requirements. We are thrilled.
But I have to say, the thing I am most above and beyond excited about is the natural light. I think it roots way back to our first apartment in St. Louis. The apartment was terrible. It had a total of three windows in the whole thing and they were all shaded by huge trees. No matter what time of day it was, lights were on. Horrible, unflattering lights were on all the time. It was honestly depressing. Artificial light and sun light are not the same. No amount of lamps or ceiling lights can make up for beautiful, natural light. And our new house is flooded with natural light. It's like a dream.
We are now very eager to move into our new home. Our new home in Manhattan, Kansas. Go figure.





