Thank you Seattle!!!

This is a self-therapy post that I may delete later since I kind of find it personally cringe, but wanted to put into words anyway.

I think I finally figured out how to verbalize what it was like living in Seattle for me and it’s:

“Living in a constant sense of wonder”

I had dreamed of living in Seattle since I visited with my family as a little kid. One of my best friends moved out to Seattle after college. I finally got a job out there and achieved my dream in 2022. I got married in Seattle, I loved my job in Seattle, we hiked all of the national & state parks every weekend (weather permitting), we went skiing in the winter down real mountains, and we embraced the multiculturalism and weirdness of the city every single day.

It’s hard to describe to someone who doesn’t experience it, but seeing “the Mountain” from the city on a clear day, or seeing the skyline at sunset backdropped by the Olympics while driving across Lake Washington, or taking in the sights of the sound from the ferries filled my soul every single time. Shit, even working in the major companies in the areas (Boeing, Amazon, Microsoft, etc) made me feel like having a global impact (for ill or good lol) from this wondrous place. Anytime I fly, or turn on my pc, or buy something online, I feel like I was part of that.

Unfortunately, we had to leave Seattle for the east coast this past fall due to my spouse’s job and I just feel emptiness living here. I mean, it’s nice and we live in a nice area, and I got to keep the job I loved as they let me go remote, but it’s just not home.

I guess, don’t take what you have for granted. Seattle is not for everyone, and that’s understandable, but it’s the place where I felt happiest and it’s home. I really hope to see you all again next year, as I’m plotting our return already.

Anyway, thanks all for a wonderful time, and I’m never leaving Seattle (in my mind).