To be honest,………..
Today, DS and I just took the lunch to DH’s work and as we got there, he was pretty exhausted and confused from all of the morning runaraound in the shop (long story, but he wants to put it behind and move on to the afternoon of new tasks). Since the radio is on at work, he had just heard that the potash mine, at the hometown we left behind, had changed ownership, in which alot of people call it ,”good news for local applicants to be on the first-choice lists, instead of waiting up to 8 years for their first interview”. The last ownership was pretty bad, as I heard, that they hire workers from out-of-province, over local applicants who worked hard to develop experience from last jobs to get on board, but were shut out due to “people who have nothing better to do than to make up malicious lies and rumors to hurt them and their reputations”. Sure, DH would love a job at the mine that will pay him $20 dollars/hour, 12-hr shifts, 4 days on, 4 days off. But the problem is, this mine is already heavily polluted, and people who worked there, or lived too close to the mine, were already dying from types of cancer, beside smoking. And for us, we were not really sure if we really want to move back to the hometown and go back to fighting about EVERYTHING as well as be treated like as if we were nonexistent. And I can’t bare to watch DS be alienated from kids his age because their parents get the wrong impression about DH and I, comparing to the past. So DH said,”I like our lives here in this city, because no one judges us for WHO we are, and we have met people that never judged us at all.” It is true.
Well, when we lived in the hometown where my parents are as well as his FIL and family, it was a town of “competition and boredom with life”. In high school, I am not even sure if the students and teachers were complying with anti-bullying policies, but it seems like they already BROKE it and don’t even care at all. Pretty sad, and no wonder students hurried out of town the day after graduation each year. Businesses come and go, except 2 grocery stores and 2 pharmacy stores, as well as three industries and one HOME Hardware. Partly because, people don’t have a long-term goal to stick to it. They just jump into a business that will get them MONEY without thinking about how long the business will be around as well as understanding what customers expect from them. And for the coffee shops, gah, I could not step in there without getting all the glares from obsessive “socialites” and it is hard to shake off the fact they made up lies about people like DH and I, that were not true and never will be true at all. My parents grew up in the area for so long, they rather be comfortable there than to move on to something new. I son’t know how they can put up with alot of people, but they have their ways NOT to tick the whole town off in a positive way, and I admire them for it. I tried, but the negativity got the best of me. My DH had a problem with the town. He worked so hard to stay on one jobs, but he ended up working at seasonal jobs, and gets bullied ALOT enough for him to figure out what he wants out of his life and dreams of having a permanent job that has people treat him equally. The only job he stuck around that long was working for my dad as a farmhand, because my dad never judged him for his ways. And they have no problem working together (if it weren’t for DH being with Dad, he would have been severely injured or killed on the estate farm BY HIMSELF). But one day, after struggling to find jobs around town, it was time we needed to be somewhere that has more opportunities. Sure my mom supported us on the move, but dad was not, because he didn’t want us to leave. Even for my in-laws, FIL supported us in moving, as he was worried about lack of money coming in for us, but MIL was not and (as I mentioned in one of the posts about cancer drugs and its side effects) accused me of taking “her boy” away from the family. It was hard after we moved to the city, but we felt relieved when my husband worked “real jobs”, as he called it. And it didn’t take long for my dad to realize that we moved to the city for the better. We were getting back on our feet, having income coming in the household, paying off the debt and having access to resources we need, as well as building friendships with the RIGHT people SLOWLY. Today, we are blessed that we are living in a place where we are NOT judged for.
Hm,……………I got four people I knew from the hometown requesting me to be added to their friends’ list on Facebook,………………………..I’ll let them know later,……………..
