• 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…