When Will We Settle Down?

I guess part of the problem with living in a small town is that you either always want "out" or you feel that you have "settled" or you make the decision that this will be where you put down your roots and make a name for yourself. I desparately want to settle down. I want to put down roots. I've been fighting it for four years now as I've wondered "How long, O Lord? How long?" How long must I endure older people and the absence of culture? How long must I endure ignorance and the absence of others who care about education? But then, I began to realize what WAS here -- small town friendships, where neighbors still look out for one another, affordable housing (or at least more affordable housing), churches that are more concerned with relationships than with boasting the prettiest chandelier, and the simple joys of small town parades, county fairs, weekend flea markets, and local agriculture. And so there's a big part of me that is yearning to stay, to settle down, to work toward my own goals in small town USA. But I can't make the decision myself, so knowing that it's not only my decision, I wonder if I SHOULD put down roots and live in the moment, for it's all we have anyway, or if I should anticipate a leaving date. Even though I'd love to get old and travel an RV around the country, I don't think that transitory living is really my style. I like to connect with people and make lasting friendships. Church jobs don't always allow for that, but still I hope for such a place and time. I just want to stay put.