Winter in Nashville

 Our time in Nashville is quickly coming to a close.  Our season here is ending, for lots of reasons, that all add up to the fact that sometimes, you just know, kind of like you know when spring is coming and winter is ending, there are signs, clues, hints, of the change in seasons.  We have been experiencing these signs, clues, hints, in our own lives and they all are pointing us at moving forward, back to Fort Wayne.  We knew we would only be here for a season, and we didn’t know how long it would last.  I must admit, I had hoped it would last longer, but when seasons change, you can’t really stop it, you can only embrace it, and celebrate the season you have just come through. 

Up until this point, this blog has been a collection of stories, quotes, quips that communicate the change in perspective I have gone through.  Change is hard.  Hence the title, “Winter in Nashville.”  It’s very easy to generalize about people when you live in isolation from the rest of the world.  So much of our time here has been about leaving that isolation.  Through this process, I have been able to meet and have relationships with some very amazing people, people who have taught me the fallacy of those generalizations, and that in the end, the one truth I can hang on to is that love always wins.      

As this season ends, I find myself being very reflective, and sentimental.  We put our house on the market last week, symbolizing the beginning of the goodbye.  The remaining entries in this blog will be dedicated to that goodbye, to the people and places who have made this three year expereince one that I will never forget. 

So here’s to all of you, and thanks for helping me through Winter in Nashville.