The Last Night

This is it. After tonight, I no longer live in Utah. Tomorrow evening I’ll just be staying in Salt Lake on my way to Maine. Hard to believe, really. I’ve been here for about ten years, which is at least four more than I planned on. I’ve never lived anywhere else as a husband and father. The me that’s leaving Maine is a very different one than the me that came to Utah, if that makes sense. It makes me wonder what will happen to me in the next ten years.


There have been good times here and bad times, and I think I need to learn to focus on the good times more. That’s one of my goals in Maine–try to be more positive. It’s just now sinking in what’s happening. I was driving home from dinner tonight, listening to the radio, and I realized I’ll be leaving all my radio stations behind. It’s little things like that that make the change more real for me, though I don’t know why.

No worries, fearless readers. My blog isn’t moving anywhere. ๐Ÿ˜‰

2 thoughts on “The Last Night”

  1. Honest Opinion
    Really, I don’t know if anything should be more scary then moving… everything’s new… all that jazz.
    I wish you guys luck, and I’m glad it’s not me. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Of course, I’ve always been glad I wasn’t you — that’s nothing new. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Go you though, it’s fun AND scary….

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