I’ve talked about moving since the day I could legally drive. Fate was now directly in my hands, and I could go wherever the road led.
Then things happened. Like life. And school. And marriage, and a kid and a house and a career. And so for a variety of reasons, I’ve never left Marietta.
For some, this sounds woefully depressing. Biblically depressing, like plagues depressing. But for me, I’ve never complained too much. In fact, I’ve grown to love Marietta quite a bit in the last few years.
But I feel my time is coming soon to move away, to move on. Soon, I will be sitting down with Amber and Matt and Jessica to discuss where that might be to.
I’m open to suggestions.