i simply could not bear the thought of leaving dc.
how did we even get here?
when we were about to get married, we thought, oh sure, we'll live in salt lake city for a year. and then we'll move.
but why wait? so we just took the plunge. just after we got married, moved across the country without jobs... without direction really (well, we had a gps).
and landed in arlington, va for the first 11 months. then the district. capitol hill for the remaining 26 months.
3 whole years in a place that has changed me forever and always.
was it the place? the people? the adventures ben and i had? the eateries? the desserts? the shops? the way dc is different from block to block? how it's kind of tropical? one of the littlest big cities? the charm? the rowhouses? our apartment (obsessed still with our capitol hill apartment)? how the dogs in our neighborhood always howl with the ambulances?
was it everything?
it breaks my heart to leave. before graduation, every time i thought about graduating, i would almost burst into tears. i think that came from a lot of things, but some of that had to be the thought of leaving dc.
dc isn't all politics and hollywood for ugly people... it's a district, a unique city without statehood, with such a variety of people making up it's ever-eclectic population.
i love you, dc.
thanks for the most perfectly crazy, awesome, wonderful, powerful, life-changing 3 years.