One Year!

Today is one year from the day I packed my entire life into my tiny Civic, said goodbye to my friends (most of which were scattered across a muddy campground in various stages of sobriety), and waved goodbye to life as I knew it.  I moved here knowing it was going to be hard, knowing it would be lonely, fun, scary.  I wasn't sure if I was going to find a reason to stay.  I didn't know if my internship was going to lead anywhere, or if I had enough money to move back if it didn't. 


Lucky for me, my internship was amazing, it did lead somewhere and I did find a reason to stay.  I found someone who makes the rainy winter worth it, who makes sure I take my vitamins every day, and makes me feel like I'm the most beautiful person on the planet even when I'm wearing sweatpants.  I truly feel like he's the reason the universe pointed me towards Portland and the reason I don't run home after 8 straight months of rain.  Ok, ok enough of the mushy stuff.  


I am proud to be able to say I moved across the country by myself to start a new life.  I never thought I had the courage, but luckily I proved myself wrong and am happy to say I am still alive, Mom!