A Year Ago, Today

I woke up at Brittany's house filled with excitement and anticipation. After nine months of homesickness, FINALLY, I was meeting the movers at my new apartment in Durham.

Haha. Coming home wasn't what I expected.
Not in the least.

I didn't think I'd fall in love with Charleston before I left, never dreamt I would meet and then have to leave a guy I'd take seriously, had no clue that on days that the weather is just right and the breeze is cool I'd feel a physical longing to stand on the Battery overlooking Charleston Harbor or walk along the beach at the Isle of Palms.
I definitely never thought I'd meet some of my closest friends there. And, let's just take a moment to talk about how crazy it is that Angela moved into Mt. Pleasant as I was moving out!

Charleston is a place I could live again. I think I learned to appreciate my life while I was there. I began to really value and treasure the people I loved because when you are seperated it makes the time you do get so much more special. I also learned to enjoy the life I had.

However, Durham welcomed me back with open arms and has been full of surprises. For now, I am still glad to be home.
For every one thing I miss in the Lowcountry there were a hundred things that I missed here.

Random movie nights in front of one big screen or the other, dressing up Sarah's cats, knowing every exit number on I-40, Alisha, the Dean Dome and everyone else right down the street...my parents less than two hours away...Moving home has been nothing like I thought it would be but I think, in the end, I'll like God's story of my life better than I would have chosen for myself. I just need to keep believing...