Have you ever ended up somewhere for a really long time unexpectedly? That’s me and Bellevue. We’ve had a good run considering it was supposed to be a 9-month lease, and I’d be out the door. I totally blame the pool at my apartment complex. It lured me in. Now, here I am 20 years later realizing I’m finally gonna leave. And have you ever noticed you appreciate something or someone a lot more when you realize you’re not gonna have them around anymore? Yep. It’s like that aunt that pinched your cheeks or your fat jeans you no longer need but love for what they did for you or that ex-boyfriend who was cute and bought you flowers even if he was too dumb to keep. That’s my relationship with Bellevue.
We go way back – 20 years. Lol. Never thought I’d say that, but lately, I’ve been looking around and, surprisingly enough, I’m gonna miss this place.
The materialistic side of me is going to miss fast food row. Laugh if you want, but it’s nice to have so many choices. When you grow up with a Dairy Queen and a JACS Steakhouse, variety is the spice of life, or at least your diet. I love me some Swine Dining ribs, some Catfish Lake tenderloins, some Stella fries, some B&B Classic Dogs (peanut butter and bacon, baby), some Sonic tots, some Reese’s Brownie Royale from Summer Kitchen Cafe, and a strawberry smoothie from Scooters. Can we still come over and eat here? Well, Jason tells me it will still be fine to cross the river, but you know how it goes, you just don’t get there as often.
The non-materialistic side is going to miss deer grazing in my backyard. Now, maybe I will finally be able to have hostas and be able to wake up in my lounger without a deer staring at my pasty white body, but I like the deer. I like their lack of concern for me and that sometimes you have to stop and take a picture of the baby triplets in the middle of the street causing you to be an extra minute late to work. I’m gonna miss the overly-friendly squirrels that eat our pumpkins, the rabbits that hippy-hop through my yard, and the occasional wild turkey that crosses the road much more leisurely than any chicken people speak of.
And for that matter, I’m gonna miss my backyard, too. I love that it’s green, lush, and peaceful. I can lay out in all my lack of glory and nobody sees me but the deer and the jet pilots flying overhead (sorry, boys!).
Speaking of men in uniform, I’m gonna miss the patriotism, too. One of my favorite things about Bellevue is that people honor the flag and the military here. Obviously that might have something to do with Offutt Air Force Base, but that’s okay by me. I like the Veteran’s Day parade (and the Aeros to Areospace one). I like that most of my neighbors have an American flag flying. I like seeing a jet come in for a landing over my head. Oh, and don’t get me started about how I stalk the Air Show from my deck! I also really like the old guy down the street who trained people to survive in hostile territories. I like that nobody really cares about your nationality because there’s a little bit of everything here because people have been all over the world and skin color is the least of their concern.
I’m also gonna miss Haworth Park. I love that I can get that close to the Missouri. I love the view on a snowy day, on a foggy day, on a warm sunrise morning, or the view of the bridge at nightfall. Some of my favorite pictures have come from there.
And believe it or not, I’m going to miss my sense of anonymity. Yeah, I’m a Cheers “Where everybody knows your name” kind of girl in most situations (that’s one of the many reasons we are moving home), but then there’s that other feeling of being safely tucked away in your house with a blanket and a nap in your future on a Saturday afternoon that really can’t be beat. And believe me, nobody’s knocking on our door in Bellevue. Not even a Girl Scout cookie salesman.
But I will miss this house. It was our first house. Our first “we-really-are-adults” purchase. Sure, there are plenty of things that could be upgraded, but it’s the home that we have shared for 10 years, the home we brought our baby home to, and the home I decorated the way I wanted it with the pennies we had at the time. And don’t think for one second I won’t miss my bathroom wall complete with The Brady Bunch and Julia Child smashing nuts. lol.
And, of course, there’s one other building I will miss. It might surprise some people, but I will miss Logan Middle School. I have spent pretty much my entire adulthood going to that building and meeting some pretty special people in my life and some pretty impressive kids that became amazing adults. Because that’s what it comes down to – the people. I’m gonna miss the best daycare provider ever! I’m gonna miss being a few minutes away from my walking partner. I’m gonna miss my taxi service crew. I’m gonna miss the lunch ladies that sing to me, and I’m gonna miss the me that has all those crazy memories.
But that’s okay. I’m glad there will be something to miss. And those people – well, I will make time for the ones that understood exactly why I’m leaving even when there’s all those things I will miss. They’re the ones I will take with me, even if I have to cross the river to see them.
Change is hard for me, but I’m ready. So thanks, Bellevue, for the memories, but there’s a little house in a little town waiting for me and my little family…