Thursday, September 1, 2011
10 years ago my family pulled into Boston, our new home. I cannot believe it's been 10 years. I often still feel like I'm new here. I still consider Atlanta my home.
I am so thankful for my time here, though. I met my husband here, have made many good friends here and became a mommy here. It is a city I love. I love the four seasons. I love the skyline viewed from Memorial Drive. I love apple picking in the fall and laying out on Crane's Beach in the summer. I love the first snowfall each season and watching people break out their flip flops the first time the temperature hits 50. I love that I can walk to the grocery store, coffee shop or ice cream store. I love all the festivals and live music and endless options for restaurants.
I wonder if and when Boston will ever feel like home, if I'll ever consider myself from here. Regardless, whether we stay here for ever or move on one day, it is a place that has a special spot in my heart.
How about you? Where do you consider home? Is it where you live now or where you grew up? Or are those two places that same for you?
photo cred: joe mcanulty. my brother. image here. and because he's mad talented and hysterical, also find him here and here.