I’ve been in Boston for 8 months now. Not full time, more like 15 days a month. The culture, social circles and most importantly weather have all been challenging to acclimate to. But that probably would be true anywhere, especially when you have spent the last decade in a city as embracing as Nashville.
But it’s spring now, the bitter winter is starting to break, I’m figuring my way around, and I’m starting to meet people who have heard of me through their own network. Boston is not yet home, but it’s certainly no longer foreign.
And frankly, Boston is an amazing city full of amazing people. One of the most genuine, endearing and capable places I’ve ever lived.
Not quite sowing seeds, but certainly preparing soil, and grateful for the magic carpet that brought me here, and the mighty rock in Nashville that has my back during this journey.