AJ and I have now lived in Boston for a year and two months. I
agree with the insight I once heard that it takes about a year of living
somewhere before it starts to feel like home. Although Utah will always feel like home to me, I am really happy in Boston. We love it here.
After a year I:
-can find my way around without using the GPS (at least most of
the time).
-have established which grocery stores, gas stations, restaurants,
shopping centers, and buses are "mine."
-have memorized all the little bakeries and markets in our neighborhood
-have fallen in love with Fall in New England.
-have visited several surrounding states including Vermont, New
Hampshire, Connecticut, Rhode Island, and New York
-have experienced what it’s like to live in the "mission
field" and have fallen in love with it.
-have experienced my 1st earthquake and made it out
alive :) (We had a kitchen chair slide about 3 inches and our window shook a little... I was hoping for
a little more excitement to be honest)
-have completely fallen in love with my adorable Sunbeams I teach every week
-have officially registered to vote in Massachusetts
-have realized how complaining about the insultingly high price of
rent here
doesn't make it any cheaper.
-have walked the streets of downtown Boston on my lunch break probably over
100 times
-have gotten our car registered in Massachusetts
-have eaten at our FAVORITE pizza place down the street way too many times
-have met so many awesome friends
-have developed a renewed appreciation for U.S. history
-have learned how to get pretty much anywhere using public transportation all by myself (this is a feat I NEVER thought possible)!
-have learned so many valuable lessons and so much about myself
Boston... you have done good things for me.