My posts up to this point have been mostly about what’s going on in the ground, in the garden, in the coop, and in the medium-term-planning cogs in my brain. I have written very little about myself here, for no real reason. But over the last few days, I’ve been feeling more introspective. Maybe it’s because of the weather (distinctly fall-like), or the noticeable decrease in daylight (I am seasonally affected), but I’ve been turning inward a lot lately, trying to define my values, and see if my current life is aligned with them.
What’s important to me? I want some land that I can work, and teach my children to work, so that we do not ever need to be dependent on government for food. I want to live somewhere that it at least seems that the government represents my beliefs in individual responsibility, hard work and less government intrusion, and maybe where more of the neighbors share those values.
I’m frustrated with the way my country is being run, and I feel powerless to do anything about it, so I’m trying to accept the things I cannot change and thinking of changing the things I can.
This will probably involve a move. I’d like to stay in New England, and politically, New Hampshire seems like the best fit for me. Property taxes are generally higher, but land is affordable.
My faith is very important to me too. I miss praying with a community, but the local synagogues are so full of liberal secular-humanists that the prayers they offer no longer speak to me. It is important to me that my children are raised as Jews, but I can’t teach them the Hebrew they would need to pray in a traditional manner. The density of active Jewish communities decreases the further you travel from city centers. There are basically no Conservative synagogues in New Hampshire. What would that mean for me and my family? Can we move far enough away to be rural, but still be close enough that the kids can keep attending their Jewish day school? Because as aggravatingly progressive-liberal as their school is, it has taught my 10 year old well enough that she can speak Hebrew with Israelis that she meets, and that’s something I want for all three of my kids.
As far as bringing this all down to the material plane, I had a Realtor over this past week. Seven years ago, she helped us buy our current house and sell our old one, and I consider her an ally, and a business-level friend. She and I walked around with a critical eye, and I realized just how much work our house would need in order to be sellable. My job is in the Facilities office of a bank, so I know several of the contractors (again, business-level friends.) One of the guys told me, when I asked, that he would be happy to paint, repair gutters and re-shingle for very little money. So maybe getting our house in shape for selling isn’t as far out of reach as I had feared.
More on this as time flows by, I’m sure.
Tags: conservative, family, government, jewish, politics, real estate
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