One more week…
According to the calendar, I roll out of DC one week from today.
I’ve been contemplating this move for so long that hasn’t felt real. Well, reality is starting to hit me…and I’m excited.
It’s not that I hate DC, or my life here is horrible. Quite the opposite in fact. However, I’m really excited about my new job and getting to do a lot of everything in communications. As much as I love social media, I have gotten too specialized the last few years.
I’m also excited to take part in the day-to-day existence of those that I love. It’s hard to keep up important relationships from a distance.
I’m not leaving DC forever. There’s a good chance that I’ll move back in a few years to pursue my PhD. In fact, moving back to Chattanooga will help me accomplish that. If I end up not moving back, DC is always a great place for vacations. I promise to be a model tourist and not stand on the left side of Metro escalators.
It is getting harder to say goodbye to friends. Last week, Pastor Chris at NCC prayed for me, and I just wanted to cry. Leaving my church family is the hardest thing about leaving DC. NCC has been an incredible experience.
The best part of this move is that I know 110 percent that this is what I’m supposed to do. That’s an awesome feeling.
I’m sure that after the reality of (temporarily) moving back into my parents’ house and the realization hits that everyone in Chattanooga over the age of 23 is married or engaged, I’ll have a few more things to say. As of right now, I’m excited for a new adventure in my old hometown.
