I’ve lived very happily in Seattle for over two decades. Don’t get me wrong, I still love Seattle, but I’ve been feeling restless in recent years, and I am ready for this next adventure.
Dane and I are moving to Madrid this week. It has taken years of dreaming and calculated planning, as neither of us were willing to uproot everything without a clear strategy in place. By sheer will, fate, magic, or alignment of the planets, this is now happening, and I am experiencing all the emotions.
We had the going away party. We’re packing and cleaning. We have all our logistics associated with our move confirmed. And I’ve never been more excited for and unsure of the future. One thing is certain: if you follow this blog, you’ll be seeing a shift in content, as I intend to write about my expat experience.
As I get ready to fly out, my mind is on the people I won’t be able to see on such a regular basis. To my Seattle friends, family, and mentors, my coworkers, co-conspirators, collaborators, and fellow troublemakers, thank you. Thank you for being who you are, for adding to my life, for making my time in Seattle so fantastically wonderful. I’m going to miss seeing you regularly, so let’s stay in touch.