Being a grown up is hard. That’s all. It is just hard.
Simply stated and true
I need to find time for one last Salt Lake City post…crazy busy days ahead.
Took some much needed/deserved time and went on a short hike with a friend from work today. He moved here with his wife a few months after me from Boston. So naturally, we enjoy mimicking each other’s accents. But I digress!
So we went on a hike to Donut Falls. It’s a quick drive up Big Cottonwood Canyon and then about a mile and a half easy hike to the site. We felt pretty adventurous, so we scaled up the side of it to the top of the mountain; thin air, slick bottomed shoes, but oh so worth it. It was an amazing view and honestly, just peaceful. I was surrounded by evergreens. It smelled like pine! And that’s something I’ve really missed. Needless to say, I’ll be heading back there a bit more often!
What’s More Important
Well I saw on Julia’s blog the other day this Plinky website. Decided to join hoping I would maybe write a bit more in my blog. It’s kind of funny that my first time to use the site, it asks about the topic that’s been on my mind the most lately.
So what is most important? What I do or where I do it? I set off one year and two months ago for my Western adventure. I moved to Salt Lake City, UT carrying only what I could fit into my Civic (which as you can imagine wasn’t very much). It was an adventure to push my boundaries. See a new part of the country and meet some new people.
By all accounts, I have about the best job a person could ask for. It also has to be almost one of the most stressful, but all the things that make it great compensate for all the bad. I work with amazing people; from management to physicians to my fellow nurses. Everyone is absolutely amazing.
On the other hand, everyone I had ever known up until the past year is back in the South. Friends and family…some that I’ve yet to be able to meet. Now there’s no need to draw this blog out, so I’ll just answer it.
I believe where you live is most important. More important that where you live, it’s who you choose to surround yourself with. Will you work to live, or live to work. For now, I choose to continue on my Western adventure. But my final answer will be I work to live. And live close to my family and friends at that.