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My husband and I moved our two children from Los Angeles to a small island in Alaska.
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Here we not only understand nature better, but we know almost everyone.
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Nowadays few people know it, but I always watch it.
When I told Tim, a friendly UPS man, that he was moving The other side of the town Last year I asked if he was still on his way.
“No,” he said. “You will be on my daughter’s route!”
This kind of thing often happens in small towns where I live Alaska island.. So I wasn’t particularly surprised. Also, it wasn’t surprising that my 3-year-old boy could get a little thrill as the trash shop on our old route sometimes drives and rings in our new location.
“Loss!” He will shout when he finds their truck. It should be noted that Tim once gave my son a small UPS truck and Ross gave him a toy monster truck for Christmas. They really know how to make friends with small kids.
When we first moved here, there was a USPS mail carrier. Named Tim, he is now retired. She once used me as a clue to get a copy when a photo of her husband was on paper. Now that Tim has retired, I sometimes come across him on bike paths and banks south of the town. We always say hello.
we Get out of the chaos of Los Angeles To Quietness full of nature Kojima. I’ve always lived in big cities, but the slowdown has naturally made me more than ever thankful to my family.
I can be part of our community in a meaningful way
Life on an island in a small town for the past few years after living in a big city felt like living in a first grade social studies textbook. We are introduced to citizens at the most basic level.
Looking through a particular lens, all this can feel too close to be comfortable. And if I grow up like this, I would like to go to a place where I can be anonymous. But I was anonymous for a long time and was the smallest fish in a series of huge ponds.
In a small pond, I can be a normal sized fish, but I still feel that what I am doing is important to the people in my area.
When our high school debate, drama, and forensic team recently won the title of state, I sent a text message to the coach to congratulate him. Then I realized that there were shelves full of plays that I didn’t really need anymore, so I asked him if the team wanted to use them. He gladly took them with him, and he said he could pass whatever the DDF kids didn’t need to the drama teacher.
I love being able to see all the links in the chain. Knowing that the old highlighted script will be used by local high school students makes me smile.
When I live where I live, I sometimes remember the old song of “Sesame Street”“” Oh, who are your neighbors? They are the people you meet as you walk down the street. They are the people you meet every day.
I’ve lived in an absolutely miraculous place for years to meet acquaintances.
Now that I live in a small space, I don’t know many people, but I meet more people.
I think I was too busy at the time to stop and chat with everyone because the pace was too fast. Maybe this is all part of learning to slow down and pay more attention to everyday life, and if that’s true, it can really happen everywhere. The people we meet every day are those who do important work embedded in the structure of our society. And it feels like a pretty cool lesson for our kids to learn.
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