I moved to Nashville for a couple of reasons, one I needed a job and the market was stronger here than in Memphis. Another, I could afford it. One thing which was substantial, I felt safe here, which in itself now rings irony.
This weekend I ran into a new friend who has become very dear. We were discussing how we both have lived in various areas across the US. How we have become with the constant moving, I know I have lost the desire to be a roaming gypsy. During our conversation my friend commented how she loves Nashville. She loves everything about the city, loves knowing her way around and considers this her home.
I was thinking about this today, and I cannot say I love Nashville, TN. I think at one point I did, but now, I don't know how I feel about it. I do enjoy it here. I felt I needed to stop moving in hopes I could save money and get ahead. At times when I contemplate leaving and figuring out where I would move to, I realize that I will miss it here. I do enjoy knowing how to zip around this very big town. I like knowing all the little spots to go for pretty much anything. I put in a lot of effort to learn my way around this big city, and I have adapted as it has grown over the past several years. Even though I don't love it here, I like the various things this town has to offer. I can't even wrap my head around loving it some place. Yet, oddly I kind of can, as I reflect on Portland, Oregon and how I worked so hard to make the best of a dire situation, I have very fond memories of that city and that area. I often wish it wasn't so far away from Wisconsin as I could easily return there to live, to thrive. Yet, the idea of being even further away from my family just doesn't seem like an option.
Where I do believe there will come a day when I leave here, for now, this is where I reside. Until that day I will continue to do all I can to make the best out of being here.
View from Broadway - downtown, Nashville, TN
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