Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The end of Naptown, but our road will lead us home.

Six very short years ago, two young kids moved to the Indianapolis area at the ripe young age of 24.  They'd both recently finished their degrees and had begun to work at real, big-time jobs.  They were fresh and new and full of purpose.

Those two kids?

They were DH & I.

When we moved to the Indianapolis area, we were light-years away from where we are now.  We had endless time, much more disposable income {oh, to be dual-income-no-kids... lol}, and all the hopes and dreams in the world.  Life was really just starting for us.

In the past six years, life has changed for us a little bit.  We've been homeowners for six years.  Between the two of us, we've had eight jobs {three of which we currently still work for}, two children, four vehicles.  We've trekked the transition from happy-go-lucky kids to responsible adults.  We've braved the years of marriage it's taken to truly know each other and love each other for not only our strengths but also our faults.  We've dealt with issues from broken air conditioners in sweltering heat to work situations that have been unhealthy enough that we've walked away without back-up's to the passing of a beloved pet.

But we've also enjoyed some of the biggest high's in our lives.  We've welcomed two beautiful babies into our lives.  We've rocked and played and tickled and snuggled and laughed and loved.

Oh, we've loved.

We've loved each other and these sweet children more than we ever thought was possible.

We've had so many successes and triumphs and learning and growth.

Underneath all of that is the place that we've lived.  Looking back at all those memories, both good and bad - I see our home.  I see the hospital where our babies were born.  I see the bed where we all snuggle in the mornings.  I see the restaurants for those dinners out before babies.  I see those trips to the museums where happy children reached for our hands and dragged us off to see the next attraction.  I see the back door where the kids come running over to their daddy when he comes home from work.  I see those nights sitting in our backyard with a fire burning staring at the stars over the field behind our home.

This is the place I learned to be my own person.  This is the place I learned to be a mother.  The place where my world shifted and my life changed and I became better.  Where I learned it's okay to be unapologetic for exactly who I am, but at the same time that being kind and understanding toward others trumps all.  Where I learned the best joys of my life come from the giving of myself to others that I love.  I became me here.

In the past six years, we've met so many wonderful people and made so many memories.  From friends to colleagues to our visiting family - we've been so lucky in the community we've enjoyed and created.  There have been many here who have touched our hearts and lives along the way.

And I will be very tightly holding all of this to my heart as we embark on the next page in the story of our lives - which, as of October of 2014, will include our leaving this city and our home to create a new journey.

Because we're moving to Missouri.

My wonderful, awesome husband and I have decided to move our family out of Indiana and into the state of Missouri {the Kansas City area, to be exact} after he was offered a really great job opportunity within his company.  We are excited and nervous and hopeful and happy and scared all in one regarding the process of selling our home, packing our home, and moving our lives several states away.  I'm sure I'll have many thoughts in the upcoming days, but the only thought I'm left with tonight is this -

Thank you, Indianapolis.  Thank you for everything.

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  1. I've been in Kansas City for about two years now. It is a great place to live, there are lots of great things to do with young children. If you don't know anyone in the area I suggest There are lots of groups to choose from, my son and I are part of Cheers. It is a great way to make friends and find out about things to do in the area. Best of luck, hope you love it!

    1. Thank you, Erin! I do have a few friends there already, but I'll definitely check that out! I've been hearing so many great things about the city - it makes me feel much more calm about the move :)

  2. I'm so proud of the woman, the mother, the friend, the person you've grown to be. Life is such a wonderful and mysterious journey. I know you, DH and the kids will continue to grow and thrive in this new chapter of your lives.

  3. Good luck with everything, moving with little kids can have some rough patches. We just moved from Denver, CO to Columbia, MO and are still in the trenches of figuring everything out about our new city. My three year old is taking it the worst and keeps wanting to go back to his "other house" . Hope every thing goes smoothly for your family.

    1. My husband and I lived in CoMO for four years during college. I recommend trying Buckingham's Smokehouse. It's delicious!

  4. We moved to Indy from AL 3 years ago and had our baby here. In just 4 months we move back to AL. This has become our home as well. Good luck in your endeavors!

  5. Congratulations on your upcoming move! We were supposed to move to KC earlier this year, but decided big city life wasn't for us. We grew up near KC and love it, but not enough to do more than visit. :P We seem to do best in towns of 100,000 and less. We're moving in a few weeks to a town half-way between KC and Columbia.


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