I moved to my current apartment more than thirty years ago and knew at once it was the perfect spot for me. It had two bedrooms, an Easterly facing dining area window and a large balcony.
I lived alone for the first ten years but I thrived on that morning sunshine and the forest view. The spare room was once an office. Then a sewing room and now shelters my adult son who has come home to care for me in my old age.
A few days after I moved in I was rummaging for a notepad, with which to make up a grocery list. I found one in a lower desk drawer and on the cover was a picture of a potted plant with the words, “Bloom Where You’re Planted” printed across the top. The words rang true then and again today, as I’ve never been happier in one place in my entire life.
Shops and services….you name it…are all within walking distance, which is totally convenient as I no longer drive and we can’t afford a car anyway. Besides the bus passes every seven minutes in either direction, just steps from the front of the building. My family doctor even has his clinic right inside the drug store that I do business with.
Being a “military brat” meant never putting down roots. How can anything grow without roots? I didn’t grow very well until I found this apartment and made it my home. Life is good now and I’m very content.
musingsbymarilyn 
I’m happy for your contentment. It is rare to find that nowadays. People are rarely satisfied with what they have and are always envying others.
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