Someone from our church here said to me, "I hope you don't regret having moved here." She said this, I'm guessing, because we have decided to move away and much sooner than anyone anticipated. I just want to make it clear that I have no regrets about our time here in Denver. I mentioned in a previous post that every move we've made as a family has shaped us and grown us.
I love the time we were able to spend in North Carolina. We learned so much. And I love that our two years there brought us to church plant in Denver. This city is so great and I'm proud of the work that is being done by our church here. I'm happy to have been a part of it. I'm glad that we were living here for the birth of our first child. I think it helped me make some decisions that I might not have made had we never left Miami (cloth diapering, exclusive breastfeeding, unmedicated labor, etc) simply because of the culture of this place. I have really enjoyed all the friendships we've made, many which began in North Carolina and then blossomed here, others which began here and have been a blessing to us.
Overall, I just like that we haven't lived in the same city for all our lives. I like that we experienced different cultures, climates, seasons, people, opinions, and attitudes. I will forever have a special place in my heart for Denver (and Raleigh too). Just because I'm super excited about moving home to Miami doesn't mean that I'm not sad to leave this place. This is where we purchased our first home. This is where our first child was born. This is the place where I think we were really thrust into the adult world (hello mortgage payment!). I love Denver. I love the restaurants, dog parks, mountains, sunny weather, emphasis on healthy living, our friends, our church. It's been great. I wish it would've worked out for us to stay here. But like I said before, our hearts are in Miami. And I'm excited about this upcoming transition. This is the right move for our family and I don't think anyone can deny that.
So thanks Denver. You've been awesome. We'll miss you. Now let's make these last few months together as memorable as can be.
P.S. The photo above was taken last Spring when I was 19 weeks pregnant, hence the weird-looking gut hanging out. ;-)