Sometimes I feel blessed living here
I grew up in Chicago.
My formative years were spent in the city. I loved going to Lincoln Park Zoo, and the then Chicago Historical Society. Old Town in the 60s was a magnet.
All night diners? Check.
Tamale stands on the corner? Check. Was it little Johnny's tamales down by the ballpark? Pr was he the one on Western and Irving?
Movie theaters, grocery stores, transportation...it was all there.
Rochelle was a 5 year stop. Get our degrees, work a little, move on to bigger and better things.
We've now been here over 50 years. Who would have thought it?
There are advantages living here that I did not always consider.
For example.
Today I went into Cypress House for a coffee. For the second time in 2 weeks, my coffee was paid for by someone else. That was a nice surprise. Thanks Ann and Kimberley for your thoughtfulness. I truly appreciate it. Amy made it, Emily rang it up, and Krista took a picture of me sipping my peppermint mocha next to a fire pit in front of the store. It was a relaxing experience.
Stopped at the museum and visited for a few minutes with Bobbie, Sally, Steve, Jan and Mary. Enjoyed a delicious sugar cookie.
Stopped at Midwestern Clothing to say hello. Of course, I confused Hailey with Kelsey and completely botched Ashlynn. In fact, I may have just done it again. But I was right on Kelly, Carla, Connie and momma Margaret.
Tonight we ordered dinner out from Acres Bistro. Got a hug from Autumn, a menu from Teresa, and great grilled cheese sandwiches to go. I got the menu because despite them showing me how to find it on Facebook, I could not because I don't know my password for FB on the phone. Go figure.
Yes, it was small business Saturday. But I offend stop at all these places to begin with because I like the people.
The people I met today were parents of students, former students, former co-workers, business owners, and most important....friends.
I just don't know if that would be possible for me to do in a big city.
I guess we will stay a bit longer.
Peace and Love