Moving on
It's been a while again. I'm sitting at my parents' kitchen table in my hometown after a full few days spending time with friends and family and my dog. We are moving to Montana. I say it out loud to people & it sounds like someone else's words. We are moving to Montana and everything is changing now. Everything seems to be moving, shifting, growing bigger, getting smaller, working its way around all by itself. I'm here for the ride. Leaving Alexandria and the D.C. area has been more difficult than I imagined it would be. The places that carve you out do seem to fill you back up in the end. When I first made the move, I was many things: afraid, tired, depressed, hesitant, on the whole saying that I wanted to be happy and in reality not doing much to cultivate it myself. Cue life and its ways of keeping you honest. My apartment building was comprised of a group of (mostly) women who were supportive, encouraging, fun, de...