One year "anniversary"

One year ago today, I packed up my stuff (well…. most of it) into a 26 foot long UHaul and began a two-day long drive that would land me in St. Petersburg Florida. It was the first time that I would be leaving Ohio without a definite set point of return. It would be the first time I would live outside of the state. I had only seen a couple of pictures of where I would be living. I didn’t know what I’d do for work or really anything else; all I knew was that I was going to live with the girl that I loved very much and who loved me back.

It was a little bit of a leap of faith, and was certainly a big transition. I had no idea at the time that only a few days later we would find that Laura was pregnant… I had no idea about the great many ways in which my life would change.

I told Laura this this weekend – that I feel more content than I have felt in years. Florida is not home – and it may never be – but Laura and Luca are my home. We may not want to be here for the rest of our lives, but while we are here, it’s pretty nice. I like the beach. I like the ocean.

I miss my friends and my family. My relationship with my brother and his wife has deteriorated beyond anything I could have imagined, for reasons that I can’t even begin to fathom…. I don’t particularly love my job. But for most of these things I’ve been able to find a silver lining – I am getting better at taking away the positives of the situation rather than the negatives.

So who knows… maybe in another year we’ll still be here. Or maybe in another year I’ll be writing from somewhere all together different. Who knows, but I'll have Laura and Luca with me, and that's all I need. So for now, I’ll take it as it comes, and appreciate it for what it’s worth.

Cheers.