The Move Back "Home"

We had the best intentions...moving back to our hometown. Thinking about all the friends we left behind 7 years ago, and all the family we could see on a regular basis, it seemed like the right time to make the move. I was stoked, and David...well, he just kind of went along with my plan.

We never made it to the 12 month mark, even though the lease said we had to. I must say making it 9 months was hard enough, so we did what we had to do and got back to the city ASAP. There are a few things I miss (a spontaneous lunch/dinner with my parents, home football games with my high school BFF, family dinners in the middle of the week) but all the aside, I'm glad to be back home. If home is where the heart is, I'm in the right place.

We've been her a little over 2 weeks, and I wake up every morning knowing I'm in the right place. It makes life easier when you love where you are. 8 years ago, when I moved here my plan was to stay a year or two and head back home. It lasted 7 years...and then we took something I like to refer to as an "extended vacation" back to the old stomping ground. Now that I'm back, I'm soaking it up.

I know people may not understand the choice. to be away from family and friend; to leave what you grew up knowing. But we belong here. Some people know...there are just places they are drawn to...places that make them feel "right". Cary is that place for us right now.

I must say, there are some things I didn't miss: traffic jams on I-40, stoplights every few blocks, crowded stores and sidewalks...but I guess those things, along with all the good things make me feel alive and like I have a purpose. I'm part of something bigger...something different than what I knew before I came here.

We're thriving already. We're settling in nicely, and we've been talking about resuming our daytrips to the beach (only 2 hours away now). And what a perfect time to come back. We just had Lazy Daze, we still have a little bit of warm weather left to enjoy the sidewalk cafes, and the holidays are right around the corner (which means a full social calendar to take full advantage of). We've resumed our weekly dinners with Nancy, and the impromptu coffee dates with Marcy, so all is getting back to normal.

I missed our town...it's good to be home.