I was just telling my wife last night how it’s amazing what five years can do for a person. When I moved to Nashville on September 11, 2005, I was a single 24 year old college grad with no “real job” experience. But since then, I’ve not only learned how to use a fax machine, but a year after moving here I met the love of my life and obviously recently started a family with her. Five years ago I just knew that Nashville was where I was supposed to be- and without a doubt I was correct in thinking that. But now, that same small voice that compelled me to move to Nashville is now leading the both of us to leave this wonderful city and start a simple life in a simple town. So on Saturday morning, we will be making the two and a half hour trek to our new city of residence- and my new full time job will be finding a full time job.
Of course, Nashville will always be a big part of our lives. I know it will be our getaway place from here on out. We’ve made some great friends here. Friendships that we are confident will last a lifetime. (Especially the ones who will let us stay with them when come back to visit…) I wouldn’t want to imagine life if I wouldn’t have moved to Nashville. It was the right thing to do at the time. But now it’s the right thing to do by moving to “Fort Who?” It’s Fort Payne. Not Pain.
We are extremely excited about the new life ahead of us. Baby Jack will be raised around his family. Which I recently found out is growing: My sister told me last weekend that she and her husband are expecting their first child. It couldn’t have been planned this perfectly. Jack’s new and only cousin on my side of the family is expected to be born the week of our 3rd wedding anniversary. The due date is July 2nd. That means that Jack and his cousin will be in the same grade at the same school in the same small town. Pretty cool, huh?