Goodbye, Angeltown

In my last year at college, I learned a phrase in Italian which I can actually repeat in a public forum (unlike the ones I learned from my family — thanks, Grandma!).

The phrase is “Partire e un po di morire.”  Leaving is dying a little.

It certainly is. The times in my life I’ve been most depressed have been when I’ve faced leaving a place I love. The tighter the community, the deeper the anticipatory grief before going.

We’ve lived in Angeltown for twelve years, in this house for ten. We’ve been with our church for four years. Many of my friends are here. My daughter is buried here.

But now we won’t be living here.

We’re making the move for chronological reasons: my Patient Husband commutes 55 miles in each direction between his job and Angeltown. Because he loves his job, we had to make a choice, and we’re choosing to move so we can have more of him around.

Because although we’re losing our community here, the primary community is our family. We need more of my Patient Husband in our lives. He needs us more in his own. Podcasts are nice, but they’re not as nice as cuddling on the sofa reading to Kiddos. Driving is okay, but it’s better to drive the kids to karate than to drive alone at five o’clock in the morning.

And so we move. We pack everything we own into boxes. We crate three cats. We pack two cars. We pay moving guys a big gob of money to put everything on a truck. We sleep on the floor for a night, eat whatever fast food we can find for a couple of days, spend three hours “homeless” between closings, and then all of us — seven angels, four Kiddos, three cats, one Patient Husband and one beleaguered writer — move into a new place and start trying to forge a community there instead.

We’ll be starting over, but at least we’ll be together.


  1. illya

    Good luck and Godspeed.
    A wise decision. Moving on always involves leaving behind. But growth comes only through challenge.
    The next few days may be hectic, but fun, with memories of those “crazy days” permeating conversations for years.
    Wishing you love, health, graces and blessings in your new home

  2. Jason Block

    Yes, please be safe…everyone will be ok. Everyone is watching out for you. I know that. It will be ok.

  3. Jenni

    I’ve never had to leave my community or my family. Sure I’ve moved apartments but they were always within driving distance.

    But I do know that you never leave God behind and good things come out of change. Allow yourself as long as you need to grieve the loss of Angeltown while still being open to the new life you will have in Angelville. Seeing more of Patient Husband is a great start.

  4. Jen N

    Best wishes for a good and safe move. The hope is that in another twelve years, when the kids are so big you’ll wonder where the time went (again), you’ll marvel at how much you love your new community. Patient Husband even gets to be more included this time. 🙂

  5. MoreCowbell (Teresa)

    God Bless!

  6. Kit

    It’s a new chapter. Good luck with the move, and God bless your family and your new home!