If things go as planned I’m about to uproot myself and move 3000 miles across the country to a place I’ve never been, where I know no one. That’s pretty radical, I suppose. But my roots have never been deep.
I have always sort of envied people with deep roots. People who go home for the holidays and sleep in their childhood bedrooms. People who graduate with friends that they played with in kindergarten
But that’s only enviable if they had good childhoods to begin with. And as we all know, life does not come with that guarantee. Deep roots are only enviable if the soil that they are in is optimal.
And being nomadic has its plus sides, too. I’ve probably been exposed to more cultures and lifestyles and points of view than the average person. I also have more options. Rather than eat “the usual”, as delicious as it may be, I prefer to pig out at the all you can eat buffet.
My roots may not be deep, but they are hardy, and they thrive in a wide variety of climates. Does that make me a weed? Sure. Why not. Let’s face it: the weeds outlast the lawn anyway.
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The View from a Drawbridge 
LOVE IT, LOVE YOU! You will do great. More like a Kudzu than a weed. Although the Kudzu is covering and chocking half the world with it’s rich green foliage, the other half of the world is enjoying the richness of the plants as food, full of good vitamins and flavor. Go forth and grow.
Working on the going forth part, and growing every day. I’m actually going to miss kudzu, sort of. 🙂
I could send you some.☺
I suspect the neighbors wouldn’t appreciate that when their houses disappear. 🙂
wait… you are a tumbleweed… HA! And where are you moving? That seems like you would end up on the West Coast, right?
Seattle area. I’m excited.
I have relatives there… I love Seattle.
Awesome. Maybe we’ll cross paths sometime.
Or bridges… HA!