Why did I move?

..The question I have been getting a lot lately. Mostly from nosey haters, because the majority of my friends and family are well aware.. it has been a long time coming. I suppose the ones who mind, deserve a piece of mine, so the best answer to that question would be.. WHY NOT! Just about all of my best friends that I grew up with is at that point in their lives where they've chosen to slow down and start a family. I suppose mid 20s is when we begin searching for our counterparts to build upon. But being in four weddings and the last one, my maid of honor duty.. It's hit me that I had been living my life through other people. To be present while they pick out their dresses and discus plans for children is certainly something that I enjoy and somewhat envy, but at the same time.. avoid. Because the real question is, am I ready for all of that? Would I be able to walk towards him and not look back? Would I be able to give up my freedom to change diapers and not resent anyone or regret anything? Would I be able to have a mature adult dispute and not let my ego get in the way? Can I fully express myself in all ways? Do I truly love myself; mind, body, and soul? I’m not sure! I’ve never asked those questions before. The only thing that I am sure of as of right now, is that in Tacoma, Washington.. I was way too comfortable. Life is about overcoming challenges in order to learn and make those decisions that will take you to all of the places you’ve always dreamed of. And in my dreams, I stand in front of my friends and family not questioning if the man standing next to me is the one, but the only question is.. "what’s next?" So why did I move?.. Because I refuse to let myself get bored. And why Vegas?..

Why not!
everything I do is for love.