Monday, March 31, 2008

Show Us Your World #3

It’s my turn to show you my world.

It will be hard enough, following these sweet, evocative posts – but what makes it harder is that I’ve always felt pretty rootless. Where is “my” world? I grew up on and around a variety of Army bases, then settled into a little backwoods country town in Georgia for high school. I moved up to north Georgia for college, then to south Florida for my husband’s years in medical school, then to Tennessee for his internship, and now I’m here. In the Midwest.
Cincinnati sign on the Duke Energy Center. It lights up at night.
We live on the south side of the Ohio River – we’re basically in a suburb of Cincinnati, but we have a Kentucky ZIP code.

Four seasons in my new home.
This is a place where we get four beautiful seasons. It’s a place where the weather and the light and the earth itself speak to me of patience, work, rest, the cycle of life. It’s such a contrast from our years in Fort Lauderdale, where the pace was frenetic and I longed for a space with trees nearby.

Crossing the 'Big Mac' bridge into Cincinnati.
This is a place where the highways are cut through hills, where roads bend and curve. A place where bridges span little creeks and mighty rivers.

Me and my son at the Children's Museum.
This is a place where families are important. You can see it in the many parks, attractions, cultural opportunities, clubs, sports, groups, and classes available for kids here. You can see it in the eyes of your servers at restaurants – no condemnation here for bringing your little one out to eat. You can see it in the well-planned, well-prepared spaces for children at our churches. Families play together in the cul-de-sac at the end of our driveway, shouting greetings at others out for an evening stroll.

Cincinnati skyscrapers, Kentucky homes
This is a place where I have the best of both worlds – small town life, with a big city just minutes away. My house has a lovely yard, our neighborhood is quiet and safe. I can walk down the hill to the little market to pick up a few groceries, or drive a few miles to the big, well-stocked, Anything You Need And Usually More Store. The little town newspaper covers local “best friends,” features pictures of schoolkids’ projects like they are hot news items, and sponsors a weekly “where around town did we take this tiny bit of a picture?” contest. Just up the road, Cincinnati offers all the luxuries of city life: theatre, restaurants, museums, major sports teams, concerts, a symphony orchestra.

This place where I live is fascinating. It’s pleasant and happy. But is this place my world? I learned a long time ago that the places I live usually don’t last forever. As much I love this house, this neighborhood, this city, this river and the states that hug its banks, I know I probably won’t live here forever. When Heather first mentioned this project, this is what I thought of:
Fizz Family Portrait
This is my world.


Heather said...

What a lovely world it is.

susiej said...

That was just great. I love your bridge picture... I've driven through there. This was wonderful.

Kirsetin said...

Love it! Thanks for sharing your world with us. I can totally relate to "rootless," having grown up on Marine/Navy bases. I enjoyed it well enough, but it does leave you a bit without a "home" to go back to, doesn't it.

angi said...

VERY sweet post!