Our new apartment has a beautiful view of the mountains, without anything blocking the way. I never get tired of seeing them, and now that the weather is better Pip and I love to sit out on the balcony and watch the clouds go by. Or rather I watch the clouds, he patrols to make sure no birds land on HIS territory.
We made it to Colorado. We sold the house, pared down our possessions and drove three days to our new apartment, which we had never seen. Luckily, we loved it, as we had signed a year long lease. We got Colorado drivers licenses and Colorado plates for the car. We became used to hearing the coyotes howl at night. Although I have to say that seeing them makes me nervous. Not for myself, but for Pip, who weighs in at 6lbs. A nice coyote snack! We have become accustomed to the altitude, and even started looking for a home to buy.
I have been writing, which is wonderful. After getting all the work done on the house and packing everything, I hadn't written a word in months. There were stories within me, and at night I'd dream about them and their characters. It's been a relief to get them down on paper, although one of them has had to be re-written about seven times. I find that staring at the mountains has awakened my creativity, to the point that I'm even starting to paint again, after five years hiatus. I'm glad we moved.
The only thing I miss about Pennsylvania are the people we left behind. Friends, colleagues and my wonderful writing group. I miss the staff at my usual coffee shop, who knew what I wanted before I opened my mouth. I'm thankful that modern communications allows me to stay in contact with everyone.