When the people I was with and I first moved to Elgin in IL, it was a huge change for my family, and my fiance plus I had both grown up plus gone to university in the southern part of the country, we expected to raise our kids plus spend our whole lives there.
My kids were ages eight, more than five plus four-years-old when my fiance got gave a much better job, he was given a more prestigious title, upward potential plus a significant raise in pay.
We couldn’t pass up the opportunity. However, it meant moving north! It took us twenty-six hours of driving to reach Elgin. It is a beautiful town, plus in the summer, the weather when the people I was with and I arrived was elegant, then there was red skies, sun plus flowers blooming, and although the people I was with and I didn’t think anyone, our neighbors were certainly friendly. They were also certainly helpful in providing information, but since we’d only visited Elgin briefly before the move, the people I was with and I had no idea of the best grocery store, Coke shop, restaurant, mechanic or hair salon. When the fall season arrived, the people I was with and I were all cheerful with the crisp breeze, colorful leaves plus good food. We’d never tasted grapes fresh off the vine, freshly picked plums or corn from a farmer’s market before. I had so much fun making zucchini bread, pumpkin pie plus plum cobbler. We were not prepared for the brutality of the winter. The temperature seemed to drop overnight, plus it started to snow. We didn’t own a snow shovel, an ice scraper or warm enough coats. The kids were gleeful to build snowmen, go sledding plus try ice skating. I could hardly tolerate being outside for more than a few minutes at a time.