Mountaineer By Choice
|The Knitter and his younger brother|
To my parents' credit, they did everything they could to help me adjust to new things. Not quite a teenager (we didn't have things such as "tween" back then) is a terrible age for change. That first summer, my family was very close. Mom bought a season pass to the wave pool and I feel like we spent almost every day at the pool. We went to movies -- wasn't that the year of "The Little Mermaid"? -- and started making new friends.
|The Knitter goes camping (with a big|
camera case on his hip)
This year, if you're from West Virginia, you can't escape the Sesquicentennial (isn't that a great word?) -- 150 year anniversary of becoming a state -- and every writer, journalist, blogger, author, celebrity tenuously linked to West Virginia is waxing poetic about the grandeur of the state and how amazing it is to live here. (If I hear about how amazing pepperoni rolls are one more time, I'm going to go off the deep end. It's just a dang piece of dough wrapped around some Italian cold cuts. There isn't even any cheese.) And I agree with a lot of what they say. The people are the friendliest, the mountains and the hollows are so picturesque, the rivers and streams, the arts, crafts and music.
|The Knitter and his mother on|
a graduation trip to NYC
I'm an adult now and have been for a couple years at least. I've thought many times about moving away from West Virginia. Columbus, Ohio or Michigan were front runners at different times. But I'm still here. I love the small town feel of the state's biggest city. I love how easy it is for me to get to work in the morning - two miles in five minutes. I like that I'll be able to go to a world movie premiere (not a joke) on Sunday and probably run into 10 or 15 people I know.
One time, several years ago, my mother and I had a conversation about the decision to move from Pennsylvania and if I regretted it. Without hesitation, absolutely not. I'm not one of those "live without regrets" kind of people. I think everyone has regrets, that's part of life. But I can't regret a move to West Virginia. I think it's partially shaped me into the fairly, mostly (sort of) well-adjusted adult I am today.