My Return To Charleston

For those of you who follow me Instagram or on snap chat (alwaysdania) you probably saw that I spent the end of last week in Charleston, SC tying up some loose ends.  I was anticipating this return because I was anxious that I would miss the life I said goodbye to about a year ago.  It was a beautiful day and the weather was perfect.  As I crossed the bridge that I used to cross on a daily basis, I viewed the city differently.  It felt comforting, but distant. It felt different. I passed landmarks that were constant to me a year ago, but it just wasn't the same (& I wasn't crying--- shocker!) I think that was the most surprising element of my trip.  I had pictured in my head that I would return to Charlotte a mess... crying my heart out and missing a place I loved so dearly.  But I didn't.  The day before I left, my husband told me that he believed I've moved on from Charleston.  I was persistent and assured him that a year wasn't long enough to let it go, but he was right.  Charleston is still my favorite place, but it's not my place anymore.  I looked around and realized that a year ago I closed a chapter in my life, and opened another one in Charlotte.  For one of the first times in my life, I saw the beauty in appreciating things in the moment.  When I moved out of my Charleston apartment, I cried my eyes out.  I listened to Goo Goo Dolls and cried the entire way home as the sun was setting, and for that same reason, I didn't cry when I returned.  I had closure with the city, I said goodbye to it, and I was surprisingly ready to come back home to Charlotte. Home. If you asked me 8 months ago if Charlotte would ever be home, I would've denied.  But this is where my heart is now, and this is where I belong. Charleston, it's not you, it's me. I still love you, but it's different now.
(Enjoyed a nice breakfast at Park Cafe - Their avocado toast & pickled vegetables are amazing)
Don't get me wrong, it still taunted me with it's beauty ^^^^