A Decision To Move to Florida
When I decided to move to Florida for three months at the
beginning of 2013 the question I planned to ask myself at the end of the period
was whether the snowbirding experience was good enough that I’d be willing to
do it again in 2014. But midway into the
second month I found myself asking myself a very different question: did I want
to move to the Fort Lauderdale area permanently?
At that same point if I’d have asked myself to rate the
visit on a scale of one to ten the answer would have been “twelve.” Why was the answer
that high?Wilton Manors, Florida, where I was living is an almost exclusively gay environment. Before moving here, like everybody else straight or gay, I’d lived only in an almost exclusively straight environment. It was a shock seeing men casually kissing each other on the street as old friends met, and finding restaurants filled predominantly with tables full of men, laughing and talking, obviously having a grand gay time. It’s all very liberating in the true meaning of that word!
I have good friends and even relatives in Florida, and when
I had only been here for nine days I met David Vargo, a wonderful Floridian who
is likely to play a large part in my future.
Douglas Whaley and David Vargo |
The weather is terrific, and while in prior years I’ve spent
enough time in the summer in Florida to know that the summers are very humid
and hot, any place in the world has bad weather sometimes, and I’d rather have
bad weather in the summer than bad weather in the winter. This year was a particularly good winter to
have been away from Ohio. When I first
came down I started sending daily “FS” (Florida Smirk) messages back up north (“82º today, what’s it like back
home?”), but I soon quit because it became cruel. When my friends in Ohio are looking at 22º days and six inches of
snow, they don’t want to hear about the good life in Fort Lauderdale. By comparison when one day in February the
temperature went down to a high of 72º,
I stepped outside of a restaurant at the same time as another woman who I didn’t
know, and when she felt the outside air and said, “Brrr!, I smiled.
I will turn 70 on September 25th of this
year. It occurred to me that if I
continue to live in Columbus, Ohio, a city I love and where I have a chosen
family and many friends, it will be a comfortable life, but I certainly can
predict what 2014 will look like, and I also know what 2015 will look like, and
also 2016, 2017, etc. But if I sell my
house in Ohio and move down to the Sunshine State, my seventies will likely be
very different: exciting and filled with new adventures.
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Related Posts:
“Snowbirding,
My iPhone 5, and the Coming Crazy Cat Trip,” December 5, 2013
“The Busy
Snowbird: Florida Smirk #1,” January 24, 2013
Holy Cow...what an announcement! Good luck with the move and packing up the cats!
ReplyDeleteHello Doug - sounds like a wonderful move to me. Now that I am retired I can appreciate the allure! Freddie Weeks
ReplyDeleteGood luck Doug.
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