5th Anniversary
Today is the 5th anniversary of our last day living in Michigan.
Five years ago today we packed up the last of our things from our house in Dearborn, MI and started driving. The moving truck, as I recall, had actually left the day before. oneandonlymatt, Piglet and I got in my Saturn and began the first leg of our drive to Atlanta. The Saturn actually belonged to Matt at the time. I sold my favorite car - the purple Ford Taurus station wagon - to my brother. Matt had already bought the Element and it was waiting for him at a dealership here in Georgia.
We drove about half way - somewhere in Kentucky as I recall - and stopped for the night at a Cat-Friendly hotel. On June 1, 2003 we woke up and continued our journey to our new home.
It was a big leap of faith for me. Matt's company moved us here, but I didn't have a job to start with. I didn't know anyone in this city. But the decision felt right. And, looking back on it, it was one of the best decisions I have ever made. Sure, I miss my family and my friends (dreamsidhe...move to Georgia!), but Georgia has become home. We've met so many awesome people here - most of whom read this journal.
And if we hadn't moved to Atlanta, we would have never found Asheville.
Happy Anniversary, Atlanta. I am glad I am home.
Five years ago today we packed up the last of our things from our house in Dearborn, MI and started driving. The moving truck, as I recall, had actually left the day before. oneandonlymatt, Piglet and I got in my Saturn and began the first leg of our drive to Atlanta. The Saturn actually belonged to Matt at the time. I sold my favorite car - the purple Ford Taurus station wagon - to my brother. Matt had already bought the Element and it was waiting for him at a dealership here in Georgia.
We drove about half way - somewhere in Kentucky as I recall - and stopped for the night at a Cat-Friendly hotel. On June 1, 2003 we woke up and continued our journey to our new home.
It was a big leap of faith for me. Matt's company moved us here, but I didn't have a job to start with. I didn't know anyone in this city. But the decision felt right. And, looking back on it, it was one of the best decisions I have ever made. Sure, I miss my family and my friends (dreamsidhe...move to Georgia!), but Georgia has become home. We've met so many awesome people here - most of whom read this journal.
And if we hadn't moved to Atlanta, we would have never found Asheville.
Happy Anniversary, Atlanta. I am glad I am home.