If I were moving for the weather, I’d be going to Hawaii. That’s what I told friends in SoNewMex when they questioned why I was putting my house on the market and moving to Indiana. Fact is, I moved to be closer to family and, for the most part I am tickled to be home. (“For the most part” may be another story. Stay tuned.)
Why leave Las Cruces when the local chamber of commerce claimed 340 days of sunshine. What’s not to love about that plus the mountains, the desert, great friends? It was great – all that happy sunshine – for the most part.
But as a midwestern transplant, I actually missed cloudy days. Turns out I wasn’t alone. Even natives embraced the gray days. But then there were only 25 or so each year, right? I mean, according to the chamber. And even when it was overcast, the skies were not cloudy all day. (Insert smiley face here.) So why move to Indiana of all places, right?
I was in Hawaii in December 1988. While it was nice being on the beach December 9, it was just plain weird seeing palm trees decked out with tiny white lights while “White Christmas” was piped out over the oiled sun lovers. Weirder still was seeing decorated Christmas trees in condo windows. Sunny? 80 degrees? and I’m hearing “Mele Kalikimake”? I might have been more comfortable on the moon.
Strangely enough, I feel that way today … typing at my desk in my sister’s “garden apartment.” It’s been a year since I started moving – putting my house on the market, coming home for Christmas, (oh, and weather stranded me in central Illinois for a few days) going back to clean, dump, pack, sell, move … there were two trips back and forth for a total of 3,400 miles. I found a great little place in the adjacent county – just 27 miles down the road rather than 1,600.
My new house in Valparaiso – Spanish for “valley of the sun ” – is almost ready for Aw’gy and me. After just two weeks, it has nicely sanded/varnished floors, shiny new appliances and the beds were delivered yesterday. I’m ready to move in on Tuesday.
Been watching, anticipating the weather for weeks. How many inches of snow will the movers have to mess with when they truck my 7,720 pounds of stuff over newly varnished floors? It’s amazing really. All the snow is in New Mexico.
Las Cruces reported 7 inches of white fluff last night. And except for the aforementioned “for the most part” family, we have nary a flake. Dry Christmas. Dry through December 28. How did I luck out? I’ll tell you.
This whole move was divinely guided. My niece Jenny has been working on this for a few years now. Starting with, “It would be nice to have you near by” and gently reiterating this sentiment as appropriate. Plus, my sister said something most profound a couple of years ago having to do with me being surrogate gramma when the time comes. “I’m not waiting,” I decided … on the spot.
So here I am. Doing the best I can to be Aunt Kris and my sister’s sister. An added bonus is seeing my best brother who lives down the road (about 2.5 hours but it’s an easy drive.) The weather is great for December in Chicagoland. Even the weather guys are surprised. This was supposed to be a fairly cold and wet winter, which means lots of snow. Although it’s still early. We could get a dump of snow between January and April. Oh, and did I mention my house on Crimson Drive is in the SNOW BELT. sigh.
Two years ago, as a member of the Mesilla Valley Chorale, I had a tiny solo in “I’ll Be Home for Christmas.” To overcome my butterflies, I sang my part from the bottom of my heart. “Christmas Eve will find me where the love light gleams. I’ll be home for Christmas if only in my dreams.” I’m not dreaming. I focused on my goal and made it happen.
What’s your hearts desire? What weather do you need to overcome to make your dream a reality? Don’t let it get it in the way because it may not be a factor at all. My Christmas wish for you is that you may know your heart’s desire and that you’re able to muster all you need to achieve it. Honestly, whether it’s Hawaii or northwestern Indiana, weather is not a factor. You take your happiness with you wherever you go. You have to find it first. HEY, but that’s heavy snow, so how about this?
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day
That’s the island greeting that we send to you from the land where palm trees sway. Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright. The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night. Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii’s way to say Merry Christmas to you.
Merry Christmas. Joyeaux Noel. Feliz Navidad.