So long, Jacksonville, FL. I can't say that I'll miss it, but I can definitely say that I'm so glad I got to live there. I spent 90% of my time there alone. Legit alone...my husband was deployed and I had no friends or family anywhere nearby. When you're the only person you have to physically talk to, you learn a lot about yourself. I had to either embrace it or curl up in a ball and cry for a year. Embrace it, I did. I've never been one to avoid the hard stuff, and this past year was no different.
Don't get me wrong, I cried. A lot. I called home, binge watched netflix, and even frequented the Super Target (best store ever, by the way. I had only ever seen a regular one before Jacksonville.) But I also had nothing but time to work on myself, create my own happiness, heal old wounds and get real help in healing my belly. Oh, and I started a business. Go big or go home, as they say.
I'm definitely not the woman I was a year ago, and I'm ok with that. I have more clarity about what I want in life, and I'm not afraid to ask for it. I'm more evolved in how i handle relationships, I don't even know what worrying is, and I've learned how to successfully say no.
I came out on top of this year of solitude, so thank you so much for being my friend, Jacksonville. Thank you for your palm trees and your Super Targets, but most importantly, thank you for your central air conditioning, because honestly, you're too darn hot for me, and I can't wait for cloudy, chilly Washington.