Monday, June 27, 2011

{the best of times, the worst of times}

And just like that, Moving Week is upon us.

Last week we found out we were moving back to Fort Wayne, just the other day we were celebrating Avram's first birthday, yesterday we were packing for vacation. Or so it seems. Was my last blog seriously in May? Where has June gone?

Just two more days of being Chicago residents. Two more days. We tried to make a list of things we wanted to do in the city before we made the big move back home, but we ended up simply shrugging our shoulders indifferently. We really have done everything we would want to do in the city: ate at great restaurants, went sailing on the lake, toured all the museums and zoos, shopped downtown, rode the bike trails.

As excited I am about moving back to our hometown, there are definitely things I will miss about the city. The lake (I need to live by water again at some point in my life), great stores (Whole Foods, Trader Joes...just to name a few), the world-class museums, all the gorgeous parks, the diversity, being able to walk almost everywhere I need to go, the good friends we've made here.

But there are things we will not miss. In any capacity. Ever.

Like the constant linger of cigarette smoke, having traffic as life's soundtrack, psychos dropping cement blocks off our apartment rooftop onto innocent cars below (true story), cars exploding into flames outside our front window (also, true story), seeing more airplanes than stars in the sky, having my husband trapped on Lake Shore Drive, paying 10.25% sales tax, sitting next to a guy smoking pot on the train...

I could go on, but I'll spare you. Also, I have more boxes to pack.

We had some tough times here, probably our toughest times, but I think I will always remember our time here fondly. This is where J & I became our own family, where we first lived together, where we had a baby, where we paid our own bills. This is where our "mines" became "ours" and our "I's" became "us."

And for that, I will always love Chicago.

Indiana, we'll be home soon.


Jason Beer said...

I, too, will look back fondly on our time in Chicago. It will be with us longer than we now can know. I loved having and simply needed your support, and you always gave it. I'll miss the water as well and hope to be back to it again someday.

To new adventures in old places.

love ya jo

Tina M. said...

May God continue to bless you and your family on your new journey.