thank you. i needed that.

it is amazing to me how things just come into my life. whether it be a moment, or a day, sometimes i have to press pause and appreciate how amazing life is. i have a tendency to get existential in my thinking, so bear with me. this one has a point i swear.

as those of you who read this regularly, or those of you who know me in real life, i have been having a bit of a rough go latley.  feeling really disconnected from my core, what makes me tick as an individual. this move to atlanta has rocked me to the core, not because things are bad, but because i had something really good in nashville, something that will never be paralled. things just really came together there, with me opening a new business. i was an over-energetic newly wed, high on my new adventure in tennessee (because i can promise you i never thought i would see my face on a tennesee license.). hank was starting his mba, i was overjoyed with excitment for him (see honey, i think your mba was the best thing you could have done for yourself and us *wink*). ok, i am going somewhere with this...yes! we were prime for meeting people, getting to know the neighborhood and finding roots in this new and exciting place called nashville.

and nashville opened its arms, oh did it ever. within weeks i was calling it home. and not just because we had purchased our very first actual house there, but because i felt it. inside and out. all around me was home.

and to me, home is so important. home is where my family is, and now that hank and i were our own family, something about moving to a brand new place also made it feel like we have each other, now and forever and this is it.

as it came time for hank to complete his mba, it became clearer and clearer to us that unfortunatly (for both of us as hank shares my deep love for nashville) the opportunities that he had worked so hard for were not in nashville. i gave him my 100% support from the beginning that we would see this mba through to where ever his dream job brought us.

so here we are, in atlanta.

now, i don't take any of my decisions back. i am a firm believer that we all have choices in life, each moment of every day is a choice and i conciously, deliberatly and willingly made the choice to pack up my family, sell our first home, say "see you soon" to our friends and move to atlanta.

and that is just what i did.

i moved through the motions. i followed through on my promise to my husband to support him, on my choice to move.

easy said, right? i did it. i powered through the packing, the terrible buyers we had that currently now own our home (::chills::) and then unpacked and re-organized our new rental. as the pictures show that i posted, i wasted no time trying to make atlanta feel like home. but, right now it really just feels like a house. a place our furniture resides (in a lovely way if i do say so myself). i love our house, it is cozy and perfect for us right now. but, it isn't home. no amount of running around, decorating or organizing can make it home.

so, now the real work begins. and that is scary. as i said to my mom yesterday, i feel like i am shopping for friends. walking the streets with lillian hoping i can run into someone that will help me feel like me, want to talk about hgtv, kim and kris's wedding and all the things inbetween. she doesn't have to be a mom, or be married, i am just longing for someone to kick start my connection to this place called atlanta.

i know she is out there.

so, moral of this long story is, this is where my mind has been. trying to figure out ways to get connected to atlanta so that i have the energy and drive to get re-aquanted with me. practicing yoga (both on and off my mat), drinking wine with people (i have been doing a fair amount of solo-wine drinking...) and speaking adult language. because, well, lillian and i speak in screeches.

then this happened.

i was on the plane to see my mom yesterday. i got up to go to the bathroom to change lillian's diaper. i was waiting in line when a woman tapped my leg. i look down at this beautiful woman holding her belly and she says, "do you blog?".

um, yes, yes i do.

"i read your blog!"

really?! (::insert shocked face here::)

"i knew i recognized you and lillian!"

and in that moment, a wave of something pretty amazing came over me. because i realized i am connected somewhere. i have friends, not necessarily in atlanta, but all over. people who read my words, others who love me dearly and this hap-hazard meeting really brought that forward for me in a moment when i needed it so much.

so, cary (sp?), if you are reading this- thank you. thank you for being bold enough to say hello. thank you for saying you appreciate me in a time when i need it so, even though i am not sure you knew it.

you are going to be an amazing mother.