Confessions of a Former Agoraphobic

19 Jun

Believe it or not, I haven’t always found the country beautiful.

The wide open spaces of this place used to make me feel twinges of agoraphobia (the opposite of claustrophobic). I feared the wide open spaces.

Barn from afar

I still remember my first few drives out to Smalltown to visit the Dairy Man when we were dating. I would feel twinges of panic as sidewalks and Starbucks were replaced by cornfields and endless country roads. The openness crushed me. I felt unmoored and lost. While DM marveled at a beautiful starry sky, I couldn’t stop looking around for streetlights.

It was like being on an alien planet a million miles from earth. But instead of extraterrestrial life, I was surrounded by cows and F-150s.

I desperately missed the city. I felt most at home when surrounded by tall buildings, a crush of humanity, and the perpetual cacophony of traffic. I preferred my experiences with nature to be within walking distance of a tapas restaurant or the John Hancock Center.

Chicago

I’m still getting used to life out in the boonies. The difference three years makes, however, is that I’m starting to see the beauty.

We had a brief thunderstorm this week. After the noise (including the incessant whining of one very high-strung border collie) died down and the rain puttered out, I took a look out our front window and my breath caught in my throat.

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Let’s face it, people. Skies like this don’t happen very often between apartment buildings.

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I finally appreciate the beauty of this rural wilderness. Here, I can be quiet, deliberate, and still. With skies this big, it’s impossible not to feel closer to heaven.

I miss the bustle of the urban jungle, but this country is home.

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8 Responses to “Confessions of a Former Agoraphobic”

  1. Shirley Bareman 06/19/2013 at 1:38 pm #

    In love with a DM and now in love with God’s country! Good job Jessica!

    • the Modern Farm Wife 07/08/2013 at 11:52 am #

      Thanks, Grandma! Though I think it’s pronounced God’s “cooooooooontray.” 😉

  2. Lauran 06/20/2013 at 4:47 pm #

    I hear ya, sistah. I miss the GOOD shopping places the most. I also wish there was Vietnamese or Indian restaurants in the country. Pizza and mexican get boring real fast.

    • the Modern Farm Wife 07/08/2013 at 11:53 am #

      Agreed, Lauran! I get very, very tired of pizza! Our small town has at least 5 pizza joints. I would give anything for a tapas restaurant. 🙂

  3. Anne Faber 06/20/2013 at 9:05 pm #

    What great picture of the sky after a storm has passed. We can’t see a sky like that where we are. We appreciate our trees but sometimes would like to see more of the sky especially sunsets. We can’t have it all!!!

    • the Modern Farm Wife 07/08/2013 at 11:53 am #

      True! Though you guys are welcome to come watch the sunset on the dairy anytime!

  4. Marie Angelique 07/01/2013 at 11:37 am #

    IT is so interesting to me to read blogs like yours because I am dating a farmer. We have been friends for 15 years and after many twists and turns have decided we are getting married. While I love wide open spaces, when I went to visit in MN, I realized “Wow, this is a lot of wide open space…and isolated” and I’m not going to deny that I panicked a little but. But for the most part I loved it. As I told him, as long as I can have my monthly visit to the city I am good! Look forward to reading more!

    • the Modern Farm Wife 07/08/2013 at 11:55 am #

      Congratulations on your engagement, Marie! I hope wedding plans are going well. And I completely agree with your last two sentences – as long as I can get into the city with some frequency (for shopping, good food, etc), I don’t mind the wide open spaces!

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