Well now I guess it is official. As of April 8, 2019 I have become a Michigander.
Six months ago my husband and I moved from northern Illinois to St Johns, Michigan – just about 20 miles north of the state capital of Lansing. Never in our wildest dreams did we think we would spend the last years of our life in Michigan.
Both of us were born and raised in Illinois. My husband was in the USAF for 20 years so he spent much of his early adult life out of the state. However, upon his retirement he returned to what was home.
I spent a couple of years out-of-state also but most of my 71 years has been spent in Illinois.
- corn fields
- Abraham Lincoln
- boyhood home of Ronald Reagan
- Chicago Cubs
- Major winter storms, deadly tornadoes and spectacular heat and cold waves.
- The worst state in the union for financial stability
Last October we moved to Michigan and rented a small house. We were not sure we would like St Johns and did not want to make a commitment until we determined whether we liked it or not. We followed our daughter and her family here and said we would give it a year’s trial.
After six months we like Michigan, we discovered we like Michigan.
- The Mackinac Bridge – one of the longest suspension bridges in the world
- Battle Creek – cereal capital of the world
- Great Lakes
- Motown Records
So we purchased a condo and on April 8 – my birthday – we signed the closing documents.
All this week we have been packing boxes and moving the smaller items. Since we moved only a mile away we were able to actually hang up pictures and put up curtains. Today family and friends helped us move the heavy furniture.
So now here we are – officially Michigander or Michiganian or whatever!