I missed my friends in our old neighborhood. Missed knowing darn near every single adult and kid that came to our door. I really missed seeing the children that I've seen grow up on our street.
But I knew several of the children that came to our new door. Beezus and Ramona were delighted to see some classmates on our doorstep when they came in for a break. I enjoyed seeing the middle schoolers in full costume and with their impeccable manners.
We had some lovely Halloween festivities - a Family Halloween Dance and Party at the elementary school where all 4 of us dressed in costumes, a trip to the Colorado Symphony at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts to hear a family concert of spooky and suspenseful music, trips to two Pumpkin patches, and an easy night of trick or treating in our neighborhood where all the house are set close to the street and close to each other.
I even enjoyed my ritual of a glass of wine as I ate some candy and answered the door.
As I often find these days, as much as I love it here the loss of the familiar is still hard for me to get used to.
|Denver Center for the Performing Arts in the background|
|The Colorado Symphony - all of the musicians were in costume, including the conductor.|