Moving

I have been pretty lax about blogging over the past few weeks, largely because Tony and I have been in the midst of our big move to San Antonio.  Now that we are settled, I am hoping to get back into the blogging routine!  It has been a rollercoaster recently with the impending start of intern year and beginning another chapter of our lives in a new city.

I REALLY hate moving.  In the past, I have cringed in anticipation of clearing out dorm rooms, emptying old apartments, and reestablishing home all over again.  However, this move has been a bit more involved and difficult.  This time it wasn’t simply about rearranging belongings.  For the first time in our lives, we are starting a new chapter of our lives outside of NY State.  We had to leave behind our cute little house on the dead-end street, the home we became husband and wife and grew from students into doctors.  It was so hard to say goodbye to friends and family for an unknown period of time.  Overall, it was a lot harder than I had anticipated.

But, our new life is starting to come together.  Our cute little ranch house is starting to feel more like home.  Butters has found his new favorite investigation spots in the yard.  We have been reuniting with military friends, especially my training roommate, Mamie.  Talking on the phone with family and friends makes 1600 miles feel not quite so far away.  And, most importantly, there is one thing that hasn’t changed through the carting of boxes, tearful goodbyes, and new routines: Tony and I have each other.  Without my amazing husband, I truly would be lost.