This past weekend was a big one. It marked ten years of living in Flagstaff and was also my last weekend living in Flagstaff. It is always weird to me how things work out that way.
I thought I would be more torn up about it. Of course, I am sad and a little nervous to be leaving the safety net of friends and familiarity of living in the same place for an extended period of time. Flagstaff will always hold such a place in my heart, especially the townhouse we spent the last 2 years in. However I was definitely feeling ready. It felt good to hand over my keys and see those mountains disappear in the rear view.