January 5, 2011 § 1 Comment
This past weekend, my fiancee Amy and I moved out of our apartment on Boston’s Beacon Hill. We’ve been together for almost six years, five of which we had spent living at that apartment. So much of our relationship had taken place there that the apartment was like the third member of our little team.
We are now living in New York, a move we had talked about making on and off for years, and are extremely excited about. But, over the past few weeks, packing up our life in Boston and saying goodbye to our beloved apartment on Beacon Hill became an emotionally difficult process.
As things found their way into storage boxes, and the floors became bare, the move became more real. It finally hit us that this part of our life was over. We were really giving up an apartment that felt as if it belonged with us as much as our cats do.
The fact was, though, it was time for us to move on. We are newly engaged. Amy will be attending grad school at Columbia. I will become a famous photographer (ha!). We anticipate that great things will happen for us in New York, and we’re looking forward to this new chapter in our life together. Hopefully, our New York apartment will come to mean as much to us as our Boston apartment. And we hope that, if we some day move back to Beacon Hill, we can get our little team back together.
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