For my adult life, since the age of 24, I have lived 1200-1500 miles away from my nearest relative.
I am fortunate that both my kids are in Tampa, so I have the next generation close at hand. Still, living alone and with no close relatives to depend on tests your resilience.
So, I'm ecstatic that my brother and his wife retired to Palm Harbor, about 15 miles from me. Thus far, we have shared meals and football, but I'm looking forward to concerts and holidays. They got here via the movers from hell, and so far have experienced 2 brushes with hurricanes. The former problem should keep them here, never to move again... the latter makes Florida transplants think twice. But I'm hoping they'll be here a long, long time.
Here's Gary and Denise with my little granddaughter:
Somehow, Florida seems more like home now.