2 weeks notice... farewell nash

Oh I write this post with a serious heavy heart but also an excited one!

  I am leaving Nashville and headed back to my hometown of Houston!!!

Nashville you gave me: 3 amazing years, 1.5 (one i am in denial of) serious boyfriends whom I don't regret meeting and taught me so much about myself and the person I need to end up with, 3 amazing jobs, a handful of lifelong friends, an appreciation of country music, an understanding that the bible belt is a real thing, extra pride of my Jewish faith, an addiction to fried pickles, the confidence to stand up for myself and to walk in a room of strangers, more diverse food pallet, trying out being a blonde, living alone for the first time, developing a love of cats, learning what I need/deserve in a friendship and sooo much more.

But in my 3 years more than one person has said to me "you're not from here are you"? Which I am not saying is or should be a reason to leave somewhere but it was kind of a sign. I am so sad to leave Nashville but more because it is a fun city full of UNreal food and people I love. But some of those people have/are leaving  and I am ready to be back with my family.

Single life in a city where you came in new is only 'glam' for so long. 

I feel like this post isn't doing my feelings justice- because I am currently sooo scared, nervous, overwhelmed, confused but also SO excited to re-explore the city that raised me, have my mom at my finger tips (we are oddly close), lunch dates with my dad and reunite with old besties.

Moving has never been scary for me- I went to a college where I knew no one then moved to NJ with my college roommate then to Nashville where I knew 2 people (who no longer live here). But I am older now but still have no ties to anything which makes it ideal but also a different person which makes goodbyes different.

Photos above are from a few of my favorite (and first- the bottom) outfits through my time here.

XX Nash