Good morning friends. Please let me vent a bit. I think some of you know my kids hounded me for 5 years to move down here (from MD to VA) to be closer to them. I didn’t want to move. I was only 3 hours away, a trip they or I can easily make, had my own condo in a town I loved and had lived in for 30 years. It was my nest …. doctors, church, good friends, knew my way all around and was very happy. Well, because I’m 72 I thought “well, maybe I should since I’m sure not getting any younger.” So 1-1/2 years ago I made the move. The first town in which I had an apartment I hated. So, now I’m living in a limited income apartment in Staunton, VA. The move cost me, what I consider a fortune, and I’m still paying it off – $11,000 for the move, and $3000 for the new carpeting I had put in my condo to sell it. I sold it all right, but since it was under water I had to pay the buyers $6,000. Go figure. Well, here comes Christmas – my most difficult time of the year – and I mentioned to my son that I was looking to find a rescue dog – a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I had mine, sweet Molly, since she was 4 and at 11 she had to be put down because of the typical congestive heart failure. She was my pal, my friend, and just a little love bug. My son tells me “oh no Mom, you don’t want to get another dog. They’re so much work.” Really? Well, considering I have 2 cats and have for years, and have had a dog, live on the first floor, they would be so much work? How so? Molly has only been gone a year, and I miss that little face terribly. They are such companions and since I can’t seem to feel at home here, it would help get me out, take her for walks, meet some new people, and get some exercise, instead of sitting here on my fat tush all the time. Since it’s a limited income community, lots of people do not speak to you even when you say “hi.” My floor is OK – there’s 4 apts., but no one that I would be close to. I’m having trouble finding a church – I’m Western Orthodox and the only 2 Ortho churches down here are Eastern …. same beliefs, but very different worship styles. And, on top of that, my X-husband lives about 15-20 miles down the road, so he is “king of the grandkids.” (or so he thinks). I am very depressed about all this … my family is against my having a dog, I do not like it here at all (I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been called “a Yankee”), and I just want to go “home.” I know my condo isn’t an option (sure wish I had not sold it), but someplace to rent. My two main reasons for not wanting to move down here were 1- I didn’t want to leave a place that had been home for all that time and I was very happy, and 2 – I did not want my kids telling me what to do. I told them before I moved that “Since the divorce, I have been very independent, and I intend to keep it that way as long as possible. I know the time will come when I will need more help, but that time is NOT now.” Oh my …. first Christmas, now this ….. what a depressing time of year. Thanks for listening.