Today officially marks the end of a chapter. I found this apartment last July at a time when I needed it the most, and the saying, “If only walls could talk…” has never felt more real a year later.
Living alone has taught me so much about myself and the kind of person that I want to be, and it has provided me with the much needed space to dream, think, and process. I am incredibly thankful for every person who walked through my front door, for the conversations that were housed here, and for the many, many laughs that were had. I’m equally as thankful for the tears, for the tough conversations and the secrets that were shared, and for the hard days alone.
I can confidently say that I feel the most like myself today than ever before, and whether living alone or not, this year has showed me that life is meant to be shared and the opportunity to do so is a really beautiful gift.
So cheers to this bach pad of mine and to the new adventures ahead!