For the past year, I agonized about whether I continue living in a city I grew to love or move away to start fresh.
Being stuck in a lackluster job, losing my house to foreclosure and mending a broken heart made moving away very attractive.
After visiting New York City, a birthday gift to myself last year, I was quickly mesmerized by it. I love the hustle bustle, the variety of eateries and the promising adventures it offers. I remember that very moment standing in Bowling Green Park, staring up in awe at the tall buildings. My mind instantly screamed, “This is going to be my next home!”
When I returned to Seattle, I let the idea of moving to the Big Apple mill around in my head for a few weeks. The excitement didn’t go away, and I started researching. I reached out to family and friends about the East Coast pace, cost of living and job opportunities.
The mixed feedback didn’t dissuade me until my cousin Mindy shared how the 3-hour difference may not make New York seem far away, but it can be when you’re away from family on the West Coast.
My family has been a pillar of support my entire life, so that piece of nugget really got me thinking, “What does starting fresh mean?" and "What do I need right now?”
I realized that moving away was really running away. To start fresh, I needed to face my problems head-on. And in order to do that, I know I had to draw on strength and energy from the daily blessings that surround me—my family, my friends, my city.
So, with a renew determination to persevere, I've decided to stay in Seattle a little longer.
Being stuck in a lackluster job, losing my house to foreclosure and mending a broken heart made moving away very attractive.
After visiting New York City, a birthday gift to myself last year, I was quickly mesmerized by it. I love the hustle bustle, the variety of eateries and the promising adventures it offers. I remember that very moment standing in Bowling Green Park, staring up in awe at the tall buildings. My mind instantly screamed, “This is going to be my next home!”
When I returned to Seattle, I let the idea of moving to the Big Apple mill around in my head for a few weeks. The excitement didn’t go away, and I started researching. I reached out to family and friends about the East Coast pace, cost of living and job opportunities.
The mixed feedback didn’t dissuade me until my cousin Mindy shared how the 3-hour difference may not make New York seem far away, but it can be when you’re away from family on the West Coast.
My family has been a pillar of support my entire life, so that piece of nugget really got me thinking, “What does starting fresh mean?" and "What do I need right now?”
I realized that moving away was really running away. To start fresh, I needed to face my problems head-on. And in order to do that, I know I had to draw on strength and energy from the daily blessings that surround me—my family, my friends, my city.
So, with a renew determination to persevere, I've decided to stay in Seattle a little longer.
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| Let the good times begin! |
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