on moving
We're moving. headed to NY/CT (prob CT). Utah I will forever love you. Thank you for the best 5 years of my life. I came to Utah from NYC with my girlfriend. 5 years later I'm leaving with my wife (and dog).
I’ll miss living in a place where the beauty left you speechless. The crisp summer and fall mornings. I'll miss the post hike or ski beer. I’ll miss our friends like crazy. I really thought that these were the people we were going to raise our kids next to. I'll miss our small town. Getting to know the people at our favorite restaurants, playing tennis with my barber, getting free drinks because I hoop with the bartender. Watching and helping the high school tennis players develop. I'll miss living on mountain time.
Part of me, however, is ready to take my foot off the gas. I'm not sure how much longer I could have kept up with this pace. The constant motion, travel, sun, visitors, and idea that there's more to do, so I should do it. More two-a-days than one-a-days. This amount of activity was not sustainable. I'm relieved to be faced with more activity friction, whether it be lack of facilities, friends, sun, responsibility, and old age.
This new chapter is focused on intentionality and purpose. We are moving east to start our family. To hopefully take on the world's greatest honor (parenting). And I couldn't be more excited. I'm ready to do less for me, sacrifice more for my family, and give everything I got into being the best dad and husband in the world. I'm excited to meet new people, find new hobbies, and carve out a new community. Starting over will be hard. The winter will not be as fun, but I have all the confidence in the world that this next chapter will be our best yet.