My husband took a job two hours away, so I’ll be there a lot, but I just can’t bring myself to completely leave where I live now, I love it. It annoys my husband, but I feel he is being obstinate about wanting to dislike it here.
I think the only thing that would make me move is maybe if I became very ill where possibly my husband would insist we be in one city.
Another possibility would be if my husband passed away (God forbid) and I was ill, if being near my sister became more practical, but I don’t even want to think about it.
I guess if some of my best friends where I live died I would feel less attached, even though part of the attachment is all the fun I have here even unrelated to my closest friends. I need to make some new younger friends.
As I get older I think it’s important to set up people who care enough to check on you. Family is usually the most obvious, but in lieu of that, friends who care enough to make sure you are not alone, especially during some sort of crisis. Being near to those people seems to me would be important, but balancing that with liking where I live.