Living in a Small Town

vintage building
On the street where we live.

A majority of the bullet points in the Pros And Cons Of Living In A Small Town are completely true … others …. not so much.

Preparation is key, when considering a move to a small town. Knowledge is power and would highly suggest attending a city council meeting or two … just to get your feet wet!  Shoulda, coulda, didn’t.

Understand up front that you will never, ever, ever and I mean never … feel like a part of the community and you will most certainly make more enemies than you will  friends.

Come to terms with the reality that there is absolutely nothing you can do to change things … small town folk think they own the place … isn’t that cute … you’re an intruder … get over it …  if something ever does change you may not live to see it.

SIDE BAR: Even though this appears to be a slam on small town living … it’s not … I love our vintage building and the quiet historic place where it stands.

Best advice we can give when making the move into a small town … mind your own business, surrender to being a topic of conversation every time you walk the dog, keep saying hello, even if they make a face (or ignore you) when you do, enjoy the quiet and think happy thoughts.

It’s easy enough, with practice … you just can’t let it get to you.

Besides, I love the solitude and beauty of this place and they’re not the boss of me.

Buddha Bored 2010
all rights reserved © Mara Lee

5 thoughts on “Living in a Small Town”

  1. I love this post. It’s exactly my feeling after moving to (near) Hamburg, NW of you 25 miles. There are a few dear, interesting souls who I book-club with– and they all moved here from somewhere else. Locals do not like us. Isn’t that sad?


    1. It’s very sad and extremely painful. It takes a long time to come to terms with what is actually happening right before your very eyes. It’s earth shaking and so peculiar … and you know they don’t learn that in church:) not trying to offend anyone … gently spoken from experience.


  2. Twelve years ago we became “transplants” ourselves. I have seen little bits of what you are talking about but I have found connecting with some of the “historic” names in town through our church, our children’s school, and the town’s Boy Scout troop to be a much different experience. In these venues, we have found acceptance and friendship from both the newly transplanted and deeply rooted alike.

    Where I see the noticeable divide in town is not from the length of our residency, but more from geographically living on the “other side” of the freeway. I often feel dismissed and maybe even ignored and forgotten by those that live on the “more populated” side of the freeway. It seems as if our input is often viewed as less important because we live “over there” even though we are actual residents of the city and not one of the Townships. Fortunately or unfortunately I have found this phenomenon to be a good thing over the past few years.

    Like you, even with its downfalls I love our little town more than I dislike it’s eccentricities.


    1. I’m sure things may have played out differently, if we had been just starting out or raising our families. We came in with the intention of living, working and retiring here … during the warmer months … so that we’re close to our kids and grand-kids.
      Learning how to let go of the balloon! Life is good!
      Thanks for sharing:)


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