choice

I choose Tacoma. West Seattle goes on sale later this summer. Done.

And as difficult as that decision was, as long as it took, once the choice was made, I felt like the weight of the world was lifted. Kinda silly. When I think about where I will be in the fall, back in my craftsman, on the surface it will seem as though nothing happened, like I never left in the first place, or I don't have "that story" to tell. I could choose to remember nothing really, pretend West Seattle just didn't happen. However, despite the challenges and the pain over the past year, that would be sad. I changed as a person because of those challenges, the people who came to my rescue, the reflection, the lessons...and I had the opportunity to bid farewell to the city that I have loved for so long, even though that city is not what it used to be. Turns out I was in love with the past, and oddly enough, Tacoma, where I was born, is the future.

Life is funny.