Why Chicago Will Never Feel Like Home

A good friend of mine from high school was in town over the weekend. We had picnics in the park, got pedicures, went shopping and laughed and laughed. Lucy and I have been friends since we were 15 and we have an incredible amount of shared history.

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We know random things about each other, the kinds of things you only know about someone when you've known them for a very long time. For instance I know that Lucy hates to see electrical cords around her house and always does her best to hide them efficiently behind curtains and furniture. And she knows my style so well that she picked out a shirt she knew I'd buy before I even tried it on.

On Saturday night we stayed up late after a fun dinner here with another high school friend of ours. We sat on the couch and laughed until we cried, something I haven't done in a long time.

It's precisely this that makes Chicago a hard place for me sometimes. I don't have any friends here who have known me longer than 2 years. There's nothing here to remind me of who I've been, of my family or of the life I lived before I knew Greg.

I really love that I've lived in all these different cities over the last decade, but in both New York and Los Angeles I had family and old friends around me. Seeing Lucy this weekend reminded me of just how much I miss those things. 

4 comments

4 Comments

  • Posted April 21, 2010 at 8:03 am | Permalink

    Yes! Thank you. I feel the exact same thing about where I live — and it’s not even a fun city like Chicago. Everyone here knows me as an adult, married mom. Not who I was in my early 20s and before that… but my old friends know. Wish more lived close. I agree that shared history is pretty powerful. Plus, it saves so much time — don’t have to explain crap! 🙂

  • Posted April 21, 2010 at 1:18 pm | Permalink

    Ha…yes, not as much crap to explain. Exactly. 🙂

  • Posted April 21, 2010 at 2:59 pm | Permalink

    I know how you feel. When I talk to my “3 C’s,” I always feel like you guys know me so well…and I wonder what will life be like as a new mommy without any close friends in the general vicinity? I can’t believe I’ll see you in a week. Kisses to Bug for me.

  • Posted April 21, 2010 at 3:06 pm | Permalink

    One week!!!

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