• Two years later

    I’m approaching the year anniversary of living in Nashville and I’m becoming very…nostalgic? …sentimental? …thoughtful? I’m not sure what adjective to use but I’m definitely thinking a lot about it. TimeHop and Facebook historys help me relive some of the memories of how I got here, which started two years ago. Losing my job Two years ago this week, I was told that my job – the job that I loved and was really good at, was going to be eliminated. I could keep that job, IF I uprooted my life and moved to a different city. I didn’t follow it. One reason was, I didn’t want to move. But…

  • Make room on the bandwagon!

    Hi, I’m Heather and I’m on the Predator bandwagon. There was plenty of room and because Nashville is the friendliest city in the country, they are very welcoming.¬† If you’re not a hockey fan or if you don’t live in the state of Tennessee you may not know that the Nashville Predators are going to the NHL Finals. ¬†Also known as the Stanley Cup. This time last year, I couldn’t have told you who was going. For that matter, I can’t now. Because I’m not a “real” hockey fan. However, you probably won’t know that from my last few IG posts or stories. I have no problem admitting that I’m…

  • Six months

    Today marks six months of living in Nashville. Or…six months of NOT living back home. Six months of living 8 hours from all I’ve known. SIX months. That’s a half of a year, in case you didn’t do the math. It’s been a great six months. I would appreciate it staying at this momentum. Life as I know it… Church: I’ve found a church that I really enjoy. From the moment I walked in, I felt comfortable, so I stayed. I’ve started serving a few different places. I help backstage occasionally. What does that mean? I’m the person rolling the big TV out on stage and trying to be invisible…

  • A weekend I’ve waited for

    Happy Monday! I hope you all had a good weekend! Obviously, from the title of this blog, I did! Since I’ve moved to Nashville, I’ve been waiting for a weekend that felt like it was any other weekend. I know that doesn’t make sense so let me try to help… Think about your weekends. Do you feel at home at whatever you’re doing? Like it’s just normal to be doing whatever you’re doing, whether it’s going out with friends or even if it’s just staying on the couch all day? That’s what I’ve been looking for. For a weekend where everything felt like normal life. And this weekend was that.…