The Power of Mother's Intuition:
Making Mistakes, Bullies, Lack of Trust,
and Starting Over
When Ellen was in the second grade, my husband took a new job that required a lengthy commute in the opposite direction of my own lengthy commute. Although our children were quite happy in the small town where we lived, our living arrangements began to take their toll. At least once a week, doctor's appointments for allergy shots and ear infections required either Paul or me to take half a day off work. After a few close calls on the playground prompted emergency trips home by one or both of us, I was convinced we should move. The town where I worked had better schools and more opportunities, so it seemed the logical choice. Paul's commute was such that he could spend two or three nights during the week and all weekend at our new home.
As we carried in the first box and began to unpack, Matt, who was then thirteen; Ellen, who was eight; and Joe, age six, set off to meet the neighbors. They returned minutes later, claiming they'd been told to "go away" and "move back where you came from." Caught up in the moving process, I shooed them off, sure their reports were exaggerations. In the days that followed, the complaints continued, and it wasn't long before I noticed that it did indeed seem that the