Wednesday, August 1, 2012
We live right off a road named Kilby. Kilby Rd. Don't start stalking me like my friend Janeese--who showed up on my doorstep with no notice after driving from Idaho with her 4 kids and found my house without having an address because "she deduced where I live from the photos on my blog." Love you, Jan! Do it again anytime!!
So as I was saying--Kilby Road. It feeds straight to the outlet mall, the Wal-Mart (ugh...please bless it will magically turn into a Target), the library, our church building, TJ Maxx, and the other main road in Park City (SR 224). And its not that long of a stretch of road.
Here's what I'm trying to say--my whole life consists of Kilby Road. And being in my house. And I get so sick of it. Sometimes I just want lights, camera, and action! More people. More smells. More shops. As much as I love Park City, I can feel so isolated here. I crave living in Boston like a mad woman. Or St. Louis. Or London. Somewhere I can walk out my door and onto a street full of restaurants and people and music. I like walking cities where I can feel connected to humanity.
In Park City, I feel connected to nature. And that's WONDERFUL! I also know I am in a season of life where I am a slave to schedules, routine, poop, whiny children, messes, pre-school, and so on. So no matter where I lived my social life and activities would be limited.
BUT--when your entire fueling system comes from being around other people, its hard to spend so much time "alone".
My obituary will probably read that I spent many years and miles of my life on Kilby Road. (Sadly, this is also the road where Lucy's spirit left her body and I drive by the spot every day).
I have now affectionately started calling it "Kill Me" road. (NOT referring at all to what happened with Lucy's accident, but with my mental state).
Do you find yourself driving the same roads over and over again in your life? Literally and figuratively?
Posted by Molly Bice-Jackson at 2:03 PM