six months.

Time to check in!  I realized while watching the sunset last night that it has been six months since I moved to Virginia.  It’s been a long six months, made to feel even worse as a result of losing my Grandpa halfway through.  But overall, I think I’ve transitioned well.  There isn’t a day that I don’t miss living in Italy,  but Washington has its charms.  I love to experience the city with my camera; I find it helps me to pay more attention to my surroundings.  I remember streets and buildings more clearly.  I take notice of the people around me.  And there are so many beautiful and historical buildings.

I’ve also started to coach volleyball, which is something I’ve wanted for years.  Seeing my team play each week, knowing how excited they are to improve, makes me happier than any achievement at work.  I love to know that I’m helping others to develop skills and encouraging their love for a sport that I’ve enjoyed for 15 years.  Here’s to the next six months…

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