I can definitely empathize with your partner! Our oldest is 17 and is off to the Marines in June. I’m really missing those baby, toddler, elementary years! It’s a crazy feeling to be walking with my three grown kids (who aren’t really kids) and simultaneously see them as adults and kids.
I like this word; I have sense of Hiraeth for the old west as it was in the movies...though more the Spaghetti Western/Clint Eastwood old west than, say, Gene Autrey or Hopalong Cassidy! But by far my strongest sense of Hiraeth is for my home town which I could never go back to. It was (and still is) an extraordinarily beautiful place but it has gentrified to a degree that I couldn't afford it, and I certainly would not enjoy living there anymore because of the type of people who now occupy it (I mean, a median home price of $850,000?). Sometimes my longing for that place borders on physical pain, of which a big part is the knowledge I just will never live there again.
Oh my gosh, also!!! Can I tell you about my hometown of Boulder? Goodness. Literally you can’t buy a home of any size for less than a million. Every time I go back it’s changed and weird and…. Yeah. I was hard put, after my divorce, to find a tiny studio (that’s a 0 bedroom) for less than $1400 a month. Like, who’s living there now? I sure can’t.
Yes I went there for a training a couple of years ago; it was my first time to that whole area (CO Springs-Denver-Boulder). I had no idea it was so populated! I talked to a lot of the locals who told me it wasn't always that way.
Also the Moab area in Utah; it just exploded in the last ten years!
What did the Eagles sing? "Call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye!" 🙁
I can definitely empathize with your partner! Our oldest is 17 and is off to the Marines in June. I’m really missing those baby, toddler, elementary years! It’s a crazy feeling to be walking with my three grown kids (who aren’t really kids) and simultaneously see them as adults and kids.
Yeah it’s like you see them like a superimposed photo: both beings at once.
I like this word; I have sense of Hiraeth for the old west as it was in the movies...though more the Spaghetti Western/Clint Eastwood old west than, say, Gene Autrey or Hopalong Cassidy! But by far my strongest sense of Hiraeth is for my home town which I could never go back to. It was (and still is) an extraordinarily beautiful place but it has gentrified to a degree that I couldn't afford it, and I certainly would not enjoy living there anymore because of the type of people who now occupy it (I mean, a median home price of $850,000?). Sometimes my longing for that place borders on physical pain, of which a big part is the knowledge I just will never live there again.
Oh my gosh, also!!! Can I tell you about my hometown of Boulder? Goodness. Literally you can’t buy a home of any size for less than a million. Every time I go back it’s changed and weird and…. Yeah. I was hard put, after my divorce, to find a tiny studio (that’s a 0 bedroom) for less than $1400 a month. Like, who’s living there now? I sure can’t.
Yes I went there for a training a couple of years ago; it was my first time to that whole area (CO Springs-Denver-Boulder). I had no idea it was so populated! I talked to a lot of the locals who told me it wasn't always that way.
Also the Moab area in Utah; it just exploded in the last ten years!
What did the Eagles sing? "Call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye!" 🙁
Yes. Perfect lyric for this.
Oh yeah Fantasy Old West is good stuff! I like me some Fantasy Vikings quite a bit too. Romanticized Pirates also.