My latest travel experience with Chloe has also been my biggest move to date. Three weeks ago, I made the decision to take a leap and move twelve hours from home to Wilmington, NC.

If one more person asks me why I moved here… I’ll give them the same answer I’ve given everyone else, that I just wanted to. After two years in a busy city, I just wanted somewhere quiet, somewhere affordable, somewhere life feels a little slower.

When I’ve struggled to answer why Wilmington, someone asked if I just picked a place on a map and decided to go, and that isn’t false. My sister and I were looking at post-grad places to go and she’s always wanted to move south, so we looked at Charleston but it’s expensive. So we looked a little further north and found Wilmington.

Two months later, we visited and I fell in love with the apartment complex I’m living in now and the planning started. After nine months of thinking about moving and finding out that the internship I hoped would become a full time job would not indeed become a full time job and feeling so deeply disappointed and confused, I decided to put a stake in the ground. I needed something in my life to ground me and was signing a new lease with no job the best idea? Probably not. But now I’m determined to move forward and build a life.

Somehow I feel like I should feel lonelier or more scared, but I don’t. I feel determined and strong and like this decision was the right one for right now.

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