last week i was mortified when i went to parallel park and....well i had forgotten how to do it!
in my frustration (and a tad bit of embarrassment) i thought to myself: "i used to be so good at this!" and then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
i don't live in chicago anymore.
and i just got so very sad.
the city that played host to so many firsts for us, will not be the city that we grow roots in.
it won't be the birthplace of our babes.
it will be a place we always visit, but never stay.
i know that we made the right choice moving to florida.
our priorities have shifted.
stuff that wasn't important to us when we were 22-28 years old is tremendously important to us now.
and there are a million and one things i don't miss about chicago.
but there are a million and one things that i do miss.
i think this sums it up best:
"Yet once you've come to be part of this particular patch , you'll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real."
- Chicago: City on the Make, Nelson Algren
by the way, if you live in chicago, i KNOW you've either seen a couple get in a throw down screaming fight over parallel parking or you have been one half of said couple. very early on in our relationship, pat had the utter audacity to tell me that i wasn't "doing it right" and our perfectly lovely day went to hell in a hand basket in a matter of ten seconds as we both left the car screaming "YOU DO IT THEN!"