I can’t believe I have been in the Mile High City for 6 months already! I feel like it was just yesterday that Phil and I crammed most of our stuff in a Uhaul trailer and lugged that sucker clear across the country.
Meeting friends quickly as well as having many visitors throughout the 6 months has made the adjustment to moving much easier. People in Colorado are very welcoming and friendly- my kind of people! I was homesick at first for sure – and sometimes still am – but being surrounded with amazing people makes it easier.
Making the move thousands of miles away from DC also had its hard parts. The hardest being a plane ride away from my family and best friends. I missed a few engagement celebrations and drunken nights. Luckily for me I have the best family and friends ever and they always drunk dial me so that I stay in the loop- oh, and they all made plans to visit.
Other than being far away from many people I love, a hard realization when you move (or get older in general) is that many of your friendships change. Some for the better, some for the worse. When I left DC there were some friends that I knew no matter where in the world I was, we would remain close at heart. And 6 months later, with thousands of miles in between us, my best friends are still my best friends- different time zones and all. (Thank you gchat, skype, Facetime)
The hardest friendship changes to grasp are the ones where you put forth an effort to keep a close friend and that effort is not returned. Good friends while close in distance, but not from afar.
The most pleasant changes are those where you brace yourself to drift apart from someone and yet it doesn’t happen.
Many of my friendships changed within the past several months and while at first I was bummed that a few close friends and I drifted apart, I realized that my strong friendships are even stronger than I imagined and for that- I am one very lucky lady.
Here’s to many more happy months in Denver!