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I had a neat little moment on a flight once. I was 14, was flying back from Honolulu to Los Angeles after a trip to Hawaii with my family, and realized that flying over water was making me a little nervous. It just seemed so huge and unending, and everything in me longed to be back over and firmly on solid ground.
We were flying through the night, and I remember looking out the window and noticing this one particularly bright star. I locked on it, taking comfort in knowing that no matter where we were, for hundreds of miles I could see it. For some reason, that made everything feel familiar, consistent, and even a little comfortable.
#mn2co
This past Saturday, I loaded up a rental car, hugged my parents, sister, and brother-in-law goodbye, and set out west for Colorado. I knew I was going to miss them – I’m very close with my family, and with the exception of my sophomore year spent in Milwaukee, have never lived farther than across the suburbs from any of them. I knew things would be different, but I didn’t realize exactly what that would feel like until after we were on the road. I cried when I said goodbye in the kitchen and again in the driveway, and remember taking very deliberate steps to get in the car and drive off.
And wouldn’t you know it, I cried again after mom and I exchanged a few emails… she told me how proud she was of me for following my dreams, but how much she’d miss me just popping in for wine and dinner. It continued to hit me that I couldn’t just do that from out here, that calling up on some random Tuesday and letting them know I’d be showing up later wouldn’t be possible. It’s little things like this that keep reminding me that making this choice set into play some kind of ripple effect of Things That Won’t Quite Be The Same.
There will be (and has already been!) great adventure and exploration and growth and all of that, and being able to catch the Colorado sunrise out here two mornings in a row have me absolutely captivated. But when I come home next, my sister and her husband may have found a new house, my parents may be working towards their own location changes, and I’ll have missed a handful of family dinners when we all just randomly decide to show up.
Omaha Star
We were somewhere around Hastings, Nebraska on Saturday night when I noticed that the bright star I’d first spotted at sunset near Omaha was still visible. Now later, it was even brighter against the dark sky. I leaned forward from the passenger seat, followed it for a few minutes, and started to bask in the connectedness I felt by watching this one focal point, mile after mile. Not to go all An American Tail on you, but knowing that the same sky that covered Minnesota also covered Nebraska and Colorado, made me feel a little less far from home.
When I first spotted the star near Omaha, I made a wish. And yes, I most absolutely still wish on stars. I can tell you what I wished for because it’s already come true.
In the few hours leading up to sunset, I’d been sharing tweets and emails with my mom, both of us a bit emotional over the physical distance now between us. Honestly, I think I was wiping tears from my eyes for a good 50 miles at some point.
Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight.
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight.
I wished for peace, for me, for my family, for so many of my friends taking risks, making changes, challenging everything we know as our own comfort zones. I wished for the openness to feel every single emotion in this ride and to not bury or hide from any of them. I wished for the ability to recognize and experience the sadness of being so far from home but the excitement and wonder of starting fresh in a new and beautiful place. I wished for peace despite knowing I cried when Des Moines felt too far from home, when Omaha felt farther, and again when the Colorado border welcomed me with beautiful sunrises and giant mountains that serve as a reminder as to just how far I am from Cottage Grove, Minneapolis, Richfield, or Crystal.
What about you?
I know I’m not the first person ever to uproot and move away, and even though I plan to make it back to Minnesota, that doesn’t change the fact that rightthissecond? I feel very bittersweetly excited and bright-eyed. I’m so thrilled to see mountains every time I go outside, and I already have a network of great girlfriends, roommates lined up that I can’t wait to live with, and a list of things to do and place to explore.
I’m ready to take Colorado by storm, kids – but I’d love to maybe fold the US somewhere in Nebraska to bring Colorado closer to Minnesota. No offense, Nebraska, but really? You have a LOT of space there. I’m sure we could move a few towns closer together, is all I’m saying.
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I am, of course, one of your biggest cheerleaders, and am also very proud of you for following your dreams. I mean really. You kickass. Lots of ass. Lots of very hot and attractive ass. The song I thought of as I read this was the song from "Fievel: An American Tale". And even though I know how very far apart we are,it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.OMG I'm all teary now.
i love this. i'm so fucking proud of you, you have no idea. now, i just need to like GET THERE so i can hug you.
I totally understand what you went through driving away… reading this post brought up a flood of memories. 3 years ago I packed up a rental car, just like you, and left my family in Oklahoma to live in NYC. I was so excited about moving to a new place, and NYC no less, but once the day came to say goodbye I suddenly became so sad that this was actually happening. I cried several times throughout the long drive, and the further I drove, the more it hit me that I was actually moving. Thankfully, I've loved living in NYC, and it's been a positive experience overall, but I'll never forget those 2 days of driving.. such a bittersweet feeling! Good luck to you in CO!
When I was 19 I moved to L.A. from MN to live with a girlfriend who at the time was 29. To put it simply, that situation was completely different than yours. I most certainly do not regret any of it because I learned a lot about myself being so far from home for the first time in my adult life. However, I was entering a situation where I knew no one but her but already had a place to live.After about a year or so the relationship ended – she moved out and a friend of mine from back home joined me out there. 6 months later and after a visit home, I realized I missed my family, especially my 7 year old nephew too much to stay out there so I moved back home.I'm in a situation now where all I can think about is traveling around and possibly spending time living elsewhere again as I'm older, wiser and intrigued by how small the gigantic world suddenly feels. The multitude of ways there are to connect with others continue to amaze me.Here's to hoping I try living somewhere else again, and the strength and willingness we all need to make such endeavors happen. Good luck – I'm sure you'll have a great time and many interesting adventures that you may not have had here.
Oh, this was such a beautiful post. I love this. I really know what you went through. I cried so many times on my drive that I did about 1.5 years ago, Midwest-to West. Even though it was something I wanted to do so badly, I felt like I was shaking in my boots and missed my family and friends. Alas, I'm so happy and fulfilled here. I suppose we learn along the way and peace for yourself, family and friends is such a good wish.I definitely still wish on stars. I never will stop that one.
As a girl who's close to her family, and might be relocating in the semi-near future, this made me cry at my desk. I am glad you're already finding peace in your new adventure…
I love this and love that you were brave and took the step. I know this feeling so well, since I've left home three seperate times and it never gets easier. But, you have us
and your friends will be your family while you're here.
Wow – I give you props. I share what seems to be a similar relationship as you do with my family, and I can't ever imagine leaving. You are strong girl!!!
I am so thrilled for you! Choosing to go to college 3,000 miles away and then staying there for another four years after graduation was the best decision I've ever made. Not only am I stronger, more independent, and blessed with good friends around the world, but I am also absolutely confident that the place I left at 18 and returned to at 28 is where I want to stay. Flying into Logan Airport still feels a little like coming home, but driving over the Sierra Nevadas and into California felt more right than anything I've ever done.
I'm glad you miss me.
I miss you. But I do know once you get into a routine and find work your mind will have something else to ponder. It may or may not get easier. I think that is a personal thing. When I left Mobile for Huntsville, I had just turned 20. Sure it was only 383 miles, but 6 years later I would move not just me 1500 miles from my parents (to Apple Valley,MN) but a wife and two little toddlers. A year later we moved 1000 miles south to Memphis, and 10 yrs later 1000 miles back to MN. Your mother has moved more times than you can count on all your digits.You left for a reason, a dream, so give it all you've got. Never say I wish I had tried harder. You can't fail when your sweat-equity is 100%+. A lot of us talk about following a dream, but never budge. You budged!Use your Network to help yourself and others. Rely on friends and let them rely on you.Get settled in a new life, and then we'll look a flights home for a home cooked meal and a kitchen dance.Love ya bunchesPopsP.S. Your Mema would have been SO proud of you & Miranda.
Oh, and btw, if you haven't watched the episode of "Community" where they borrow the storyline from An American Tale and sing Somewhere Out There, you definitely should. It's the 10th episode of this season, I believe.
I am, of course, one of your biggest cheerleaders, and am also very proud of you for following your dreams. I mean really. You kickass. Lots of ass. Lots of very hot and attractive ass. The song I thought of as I read this was the song from "Fievel: An American Tale". And even though I know how very far apart we are,it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.OMG I'm all teary now.
i love this. i'm so fucking proud of you, you have no idea. now, i just need to like GET THERE so i can hug you.
I totally understand what you went through driving away… reading this post brought up a flood of memories. 3 years ago I packed up a rental car, just like you, and left my family in Oklahoma to live in NYC. I was so excited about moving to a new place, and NYC no less, but once the day came to say goodbye I suddenly became so sad that this was actually happening. I cried several times throughout the long drive, and the further I drove, the more it hit me that I was actually moving. Thankfully, I've loved living in NYC, and it's been a positive experience overall, but I'll never forget those 2 days of driving.. such a bittersweet feeling! Good luck to you in CO!
Oh, this was such a beautiful post. I love this. I really know what you went through. I cried so many times on my drive that I did about 1.5 years ago, Midwest-to West. Even though it was something I wanted to do so badly, I felt like I was shaking in my boots and missed my family and friends. Alas, I'm so happy and fulfilled here. I suppose we learn along the way and peace for yourself, family and friends is such a good wish.I definitely still wish on stars. I never will stop that one.
As a girl who's close to her family, and might be relocating in the semi-near future, this made me cry at my desk. I am glad you're already finding peace in your new adventure…
What a lovely post. I lived in Las Vegas for five years and my family is in Maryland. I started to yearn for home a couple years ago and my husband (his family is in NJ) and I were finally able to make it happen last year. It's so good to live within driving distance of everyone again, and I find I appreciate the East Coast even more now that I lived somewhere so completely different and had the experiences I did.I am sure you will face challenges, triumphs and everything in between. Just remember that those are the things that make your adventure worthwhile.
I'm glad you miss me.
I miss you. But I do know once you get into a routine and find work your mind will have something else to ponder. It may or may not get easier. I think that is a personal thing. When I left Mobile for Huntsville, I had just turned 20. Sure it was only 383 miles, but 6 years later I would move not just me 1500 miles from my parents (to Apple Valley,MN) but a wife and two little toddlers. A year later we moved 1000 miles south to Memphis, and 10 yrs later 1000 miles back to MN. Your mother has moved more times than you can count on all your digits.You left for a reason, a dream, so give it all you've got. Never say I wish I had tried harder. You can't fail when your sweat-equity is 100%+. A lot of us talk about following a dream, but never budge. You budged!Use your Network to help yourself and others. Rely on friends and let them rely on you.Get settled in a new life, and then we'll look a flights home for a home cooked meal and a kitchen dance.Love ya bunchesPopsP.S. Your Mema would have been SO proud of you & Miranda.
Oh, and btw, if you haven't watched the episode of "Community" where they borrow the storyline from An American Tale and sing Somewhere Out There, you definitely should. It's the 10th episode of this season, I believe.
I love this and love that you were brave and took the step. I know this feeling so well, since I've left home three seperate times and it never gets easier. But, you have us
and your friends will be your family while you're here.
This is so beautifully strung together, and I'm so excited for what this will mean for you. I've never moved away, and honestly I hope I don't, but I love peeking into your world while you go through all of this.
Thank you so much
It was so, so good to spend so much time with you last week. Thanks for your unending support and love – I could say that you're family and you're stuck with me, but we know well enough that at this point in our lives, we choose the family we keep closest. It means so much to me that ours keeps each other as a priority. You're the best kind of friend AND family. 
Now… come see me soon?
Please come see me?! Somehow we have got to figure this out.
Thank you! I don't think I'll forget that drive either – it was beautiful and so exciting, but at the same time, the more distance that happened between me and Minnesota… the more emotional I became about it. Everyone keeps telling me that the feelings of missing home never really go away, they just change as other things start to take your attention. Thanks for sharing your story
It helps to know others have gone through this too!
I have a feeling that my story may align with yours yet. When my sister and her husband start having kids, I'll feel a pretty strong pull to get back closer to home, I'm sure.
BUT THAT SUNSET! I'd go back through Nebraska, headed west, at sunset any day. Except maybe next time I WOULD stop at the zoo.
Aww, thank you. I know your journey was similar – Midwest-to-West, and all. I know what you mean to about shaking in your boots. I keep going back and forth between feeling so ridiculously awe-struck at the mountains and everything about being here and then suddenly realizing that I have no idea where I'm going or where anything is and oh-my-GOD thank GOD for Google Maps, but WHICH WAY IS SOUTH? I know that the mountains are always West, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm still pretty disoriented. It'll feel awesome to catch up with folks I KNOW – so… see you at Chels's tomorrow??
You should email me and tell me more about all that. I'm finding *moments* of peace… they're here, but sometimes I feel so disoriented. I'm sure that'll all settle.
I so know you get it, and I can't even begin to tell you how grateful I am for people like you who are already creating such a comfort zone for me. Can't wait to see you tomorrow night!
AH, I LOVE hearing stories like this from people who've done what I'm doing but bigger and already. It's inspirational to know I'm not alone and that while there are challenges all along this road ahead me, the end result will be pretty amazing. Way to go, rockstar
I DO miss you! Also? I love knowing Roxy's in good hands – thanks for taking care of her for me. And thank you so much for these words of support and encouragement – I can't tell you how much this means to me. And you can believe I'll give it all I've got. I will. I will work my tail off and make it all happen.
And I'll email you and mom all about it. It'll be that last weekend in February that I'll be coming home – I'm thinking a Thursday – Sunday, but we can make those plans later. I look forward to kitchen dancing, and perching in my corner on the counter tops.PS – Now… get out here and golf with us already, ok?
Come visit now. Ok? Ok. Awesome. Glad that's settled. (I miss you to and your love and support are fueling me. THANK YOU)
That's awesome, because I love peeking into your prairie world
Thanks, love.
It may have been because I played “Somewhere Out There” in the background while I was reading this, but your entry made me a little emotional thinking back to my own pilgrimage. Having moved from Minnesota to Ireland two months ago now, I can say that feeling removed from your friends and family doesn't really go away. I still get lonely and homesick. The thing is, I wouldn't have moved away from home if it was easy. I wanted a challenge. (I think) that's similar to why you're going out to Colorado, Doniree. You want a challenge, right? So in addition to watching An American Tale and wishing on a star when you get homesick, just tell yourself that the homesickness is a reminder of the great personal challenge you're giving yourself. You'll be a stronger person in the end for it.
Follow your dreams, sweetheart. Life is too short to wonder” what if”…..I miss you terribly, but know that you are where you want to be, and you've made it happen. Good luck to you, and know that you are always in my thoughts. I wish you happiness, and excitement, and joy,….and a “Doni grand adventure” to tell your grandkids.
This is so beautifully strung together, and I'm so excited for what this will mean for you. I've never moved away, and honestly I hope I don't, but I love peeking into your world while you go through all of this.
I just wanted to say that I completely understand the bittersweet feeling of uprooting yourself for a positive thing in your life. When I got married last February I knew I'd be moving to Italy (my husband is stationed there) and while I intellectually knew I'd be moving half-way across the world, the actual feeling and living it was a complete tear fest. I cried the night before with friends, I cried with my mom over the course of months until the impending date of my move, I cried in the car, at the airport, in the airplane, IN Italy. It's been one of the hardest and most amazing experiences of my life. And while I definitely look forward to a day that I am much closer to my family, I am savoring every second of this new chapter in my life.
I'm so excited for you and your new chapter!
Thank you so much
It was so, so good to spend so much time with you last week. Thanks for your unending support and love – I could say that you're family and you're stuck with me, but we know well enough that at this point in our lives, we choose the family we keep closest. It means so much to me that ours keeps each other as a priority. You're the best kind of friend AND family. 
Now… come see me soon?
Thank you! I don't think I'll forget that drive either – it was beautiful and so exciting, but at the same time, the more distance that happened between me and Minnesota… the more emotional I became about it. Everyone keeps telling me that the feelings of missing home never really go away, they just change as other things start to take your attention. Thanks for sharing your story
It helps to know others have gone through this too!
I have a feeling that my story may align with yours yet. When my sister and her husband start having kids, I'll feel a pretty strong pull to get back closer to home, I'm sure.
BUT THAT SUNSET! I'd go back through Nebraska, headed west, at sunset any day. Except maybe next time I WOULD stop at the zoo.
Aww, thank you. I know your journey was similar – Midwest-to-West, and all. I know what you mean to about shaking in your boots. I keep going back and forth between feeling so ridiculously awe-struck at the mountains and everything about being here and then suddenly realizing that I have no idea where I'm going or where anything is and oh-my-GOD thank GOD for Google Maps, but WHICH WAY IS SOUTH? I know that the mountains are always West, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm still pretty disoriented. It'll feel awesome to catch up with folks I KNOW – so… see you at Chels's tomorrow??
You should email me and tell me more about all that. I'm finding *moments* of peace… they're here, but sometimes I feel so disoriented. I'm sure that'll all settle.
I so know you get it, and I can't even begin to tell you how grateful I am for people like you who are already creating such a comfort zone for me. Can't wait to see you tomorrow night!
AH, I LOVE hearing stories like this from people who've done what I'm doing but bigger and already. It's inspirational to know I'm not alone and that while there are challenges all along this road ahead me, the end result will be pretty amazing. Way to go, rockstar
Come visit now. Ok? Ok. Awesome. Glad that's settled. (I miss you to and your love and support are fueling me. THANK YOU)
That's awesome, because I love peeking into your prairie world
Thanks, love.
I am so thrilled for you!
Choosing to go to college 3,000 miles away and then staying there for another four years after graduation was the best decision I've ever made. Not only am I stronger, more independent, and blessed with good friends around the world, but I am also absolutely confident that the place I left at 18 and returned to at 28 is where I want to stay. Flying into Logan Airport still feels a little like coming home, but driving over the Sierra Nevadas and into California felt more right than anything I've ever done.
It may have been because I played “Somewhere Out There” in the background while I was reading this, but your entry made me a little emotional thinking back to my own pilgrimage. Having moved from Minnesota to Ireland two months ago now, I can say that feeling removed from your friends and family doesn't really go away. I still get lonely and homesick. The thing is, I wouldn't have moved away from home if it was easy. I wanted a challenge. (I think) that's similar to why you're going out to Colorado, Doniree. You want a challenge, right? So in addition to watching An American Tale and wishing on a star when you get homesick, just tell yourself that the homesickness is a reminder of the great personal challenge you're giving yourself. You'll be a stronger person in the end for it.
Please come see me?! Somehow we have got to figure this out.
I did want a challenge. And I'm so glad you ran with the American Tail bit and mentioned the 'wishing on a star' thing, because that little piece of cartoon history has popped in my head more than once now. It's funny, how far away home can feel but then how connected EVERYTHING can feel when you realize we're all really under the same blanket, in the same place. And I haven't seen (or even heard of?) “Community,” so I will absolutely look that up – thanks John!
Follow your dreams, sweetheart. Life is too short to wonder” what if”…..I miss you terribly, but know that you are where you want to be, and you've made it happen. Good luck to you, and know that you are always in my thoughts. I wish you happiness, and excitement, and joy,….and a “Doni grand adventure” to tell your grandkids.
I DO miss you! Also? I love knowing Roxy's in good hands – thanks for taking care of her for me. And thank you so much for these words of support and encouragement – I can't tell you how much this means to me. And you can believe I'll give it all I've got. I will. I will work my tail off and make it all happen.
And I'll email you and mom all about it. It'll be that last weekend in February that I'll be coming home – I'm thinking a Thursday – Sunday, but we can make those plans later. I look forward to kitchen dancing, and perching in my corner on the counter tops.
PS – Now… get out here and golf with us already, ok?
I did want a challenge. And I'm so glad you ran with the American Tail bit and mentioned the 'wishing on a star' thing, because that little piece of cartoon history has popped in my head more than once now. It's funny, how far away home can feel but then how connected EVERYTHING can feel when you realize we're all really under the same blanket, in the same place. And I haven't seen (or even heard of?) “Community,” so I will absolutely look that up – thanks John!
I'm so excited for this new adventure for you, but I'm totally with you on feeling the pain physical distance can bring sometimes. I moved to Canada when I was 15, and ten years later England still feels like the place I really belong in – not just because it's my home, but because of all the wonderful things it offers to the world – I really have a sense of pride about it and it makes me upset not to be living there sometimes. The bigger part of it is at times when my older relatives are going through some tough times, or health problems – like my nan being in the hospital and being so many thousands of miles away I can't do anything to help. That hurts, too. But the internet is a wonderful thing for staying in touch – I feel that much closer to home when I get emails or Facebook messages from old friends in the UK, or listen to my BBC radio every day.
I was a military wife for five years, you move around A LOT! It's exciting moving to an entirely new region, scary too. Good luck with all your plans, I'll be waiting to read about them!
I'm so glad you're here! I know the bittersweet feeling… I went through exactly the same thing when we left DC for Colorado. Saying goodbye to my sister was the worst part. I still sometimes wonder what the hell I was thinking moving so far from my family and awesome network of friends, but I also know that this is the place for us. So I'm happy. But still working on trying to build that local friend network.
Ahhh this is the main reason why I can't bring myself to move to Seattle just yet. I don't want the tearful goodbyes with mom
Good luck on your move though hon, I know you'll continue to rock the joint 
I am truly happy for you Doni. Best wishes on your new adventure!
man, if i could fold the states in half, i totally would. i miss my hometown, family and best friends more than life itself… however, in implementing the foldage (real word, i swear), i'd probably knock out minnesota AND colorado, so i'll let you stick with just knocking out nebraska.
I'm so excited for this new adventure for you, but I'm totally with you on feeling the pain physical distance can bring sometimes. I moved to Canada when I was 15, and ten years later England still feels like the place I really belong in – not just because it's my home, but because of all the wonderful things it offers to the world – I really have a sense of pride about it and it makes me upset not to be living there sometimes. The bigger part of it is at times when my older relatives are going through some tough times, or health problems – like my nan being in the hospital and being so many thousands of miles away I can't do anything to help. That hurts, too. But the internet is a wonderful thing for staying in touch – I feel that much closer to home when I get emails or Facebook messages from old friends in the UK, or listen to my BBC radio every day.
Ahhh this is the main reason why I can't bring myself to move to Seattle just yet. I don't want the tearful goodbyes with mom
Good luck on your move though hon, I know you'll continue to rock the joint 
Big decisions like moving are always a mixed bag, I think. I nearly moved to St. Louis for a boy 2 years ago, but I got cold feet. I still wonder sometimes what my life would be like if I'd had the courage to do it.It's big and scary and there will be hard days, but man are you living your life! I can promise you that even if it doesn't go exactly as planned, you will always be proud of yourself and appreciate the growth that results from this experience! Hang in there
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man, if i could fold the states in half, i totally would. i miss my hometown, family and best friends more than life itself… however, in implementing the foldage (real word, i swear), i'd probably knock out minnesota AND colorado, so i'll let you stick with just knocking out nebraska.
I'm always more nervous flying over water than land. How does that make ANY sense?It doesn't. But then, I certainly never claimed to.
Every little bit helps, right?
You can go ahead and fold NE in 1/2 in my book. It's empty and FAR too wide.
Congrats on your big move! So excited to hear all about your new life out there. You rock girl!
that's a really brave wish to ask for! that's really great that you asked for that, and that your wish was granted. best of luck in CO!
I am truly happy for you Doni. Best wishes on your new adventure!
Every little bit helps, right?
Big decisions like moving are always a mixed bag, I think. I nearly moved to St. Louis for a boy 2 years ago, but I got cold feet. I still wonder sometimes what my life would be like if I'd had the courage to do it.It's big and scary and there will be hard days, but man are you living your life! I can promise you that even if it doesn't go exactly as planned, you will always be proud of yourself and appreciate the growth that results from this experience! Hang in there
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I'm always more nervous flying over water than land. How does that make ANY sense?It doesn't. But then, I certainly never claimed to.
You can go ahead and fold NE in 1/2 in my book. It's empty and FAR too wide.
Congrats on your big move! So excited to hear all about your new life out there. You rock girl!
that's a really brave wish to ask for! that's really great that you asked for that, and that your wish was granted. best of luck in CO!
this post comforted me
thanks for wishing peace. i'll shoot for the same!
this post comforted me
thanks for wishing peace. i'll shoot for the same!
Or crazy? You know what's funny? I saw parts of "Joe Dirt" yesterday and they keep saying "Home is where you make it," and I was all… YEAH. I mean, my family is my family and always will be, but it's totally possible for me to carve out a home-feeling here too. Right?
I have a pretty good feeling I'll end up back closer to my family, and I am really excited about the rest of this adventure that just started
That episode was pretty freaking amazing. I think that show is so well written.
I'm so glad there was some comfort in this! Good luck on your adventures – you must leave soon, huh?
Or crazy? You know what's funny? I saw parts of "Joe Dirt" yesterday and they keep saying "Home is where you make it," and I was all… YEAH. I mean, my family is my family and always will be, but it's totally possible for me to carve out a home-feeling here too. Right?
I have a pretty good feeling I'll end up back closer to my family, and I am really excited about the rest of this adventure that just started
I'm so glad there was some comfort in this! Good luck on your adventures – you must leave soon, huh?
That episode was pretty freaking amazing. I think that show is so well written.
What an amazing thing for you to do!! I wish I were strong enough to get up and go like you are. I'm sure you will be happy there!
What an amazing thing for you to do!! I wish I were strong enough to get up and go like you are. I'm sure you will be happy there!
I have a feeling I'll be this way when I move out there. I'm scared it'll hit me mid drive that I am NOT going back to NYC. For some reason I have this belief that I *AM* going back there and it makes it not so hard that my friends are going to be a couple time zones away. But this move is going to be great. I just know it, once I pass the initial pangs of longing for family and friends.I'm so proud of you for following your dreams and I am so honored to be included in them! Thank you for helping me live more spontaneously and actively pursue my dreams as well. I can't wait to be roommies in TWO AND A HALF WEEKS!! Wee!!
Loves this. LOVES THIS.Now, get out here already! Ok, and actually, I mean I'm going to have to pick your brain in terms of how you left home the first time since you've already done NYC! and Europe! We'll fawn over our midwestern hometowns together all the while exploring the wine bars and hiking trails, how's that?SO EXCITED.
I have a feeling I'll be this way when I move out there. I'm scared it'll hit me mid drive that I am NOT going back to NYC. For some reason I have this belief that I *AM* going back there and it makes it not so hard that my friends are going to be a couple time zones away. But this move is going to be great. I just know it, once I pass the initial pangs of longing for family and friends.
I'm so proud of you for following your dreams and I am so honored to be included in them! Thank you for helping me live more spontaneously and actively pursue my dreams as well. I can't wait to be roommies in TWO AND A HALF WEEKS!! Wee!!
Loves this. LOVES THIS.
Now, get out here already! Ok, and actually, I mean I'm going to have to pick your brain in terms of how you left home the first time since you've already done NYC! and Europe! We'll fawn over our midwestern hometowns together all the while exploring the wine bars and hiking trails, how's that?
SO EXCITED.
Doni, I love this for you. SO very much and am so proud of you and cannot wait to hear about all of your adventures out west. Because I know it's going to be amazing.And I just saw Michelle's comment about Fievel, and it made me a little teary, too. Gah.
Doni, I love this for you. SO very much and am so proud of you and cannot wait to hear about all of your adventures out west. Because I know it's going to be amazing.
And I just saw Michelle's comment about Fievel, and it made me a little teary, too. Gah.
I absolutely love this. I think that the best part about moving is realizing how lucky you are to have things and people to miss- and recognizing the potential to expand this to the place you move to.
I absolutely love this. I think that the best part about moving is realizing how lucky you are to have things and people to miss- and recognizing the potential to expand this to the place you move to.
And meeting awesome new people
Thanks, lady.
And meeting awesome new people
Thanks, lady.