Today, B and I decided to withdraw our offer on an apartment in New York. We are still moving to New York and I can now say that we are excited. We did love this place. But it was too much. I know it was the right decision because the minute we made it - or communicated it to the "officials" - the tightening, heavy feeling that I have had in my chest for the last couple of weeks started to dissipate. As mentioned earlier, I have discussed, ad nauseum, my thoughts, concerns, fears, and excitements about moving, but at the end of the day, it's really about what it's all WORTH to me, to B, to our family. We had some really great and thoughtful conversations over the weekend about what we wanted, who we are as individuals, as a couple, as a family, and what we want our life to look like - no matter where we live. It was delightedly reaffirming to find out that after nine years, a few cities, several jobs, and a child, we believe in the same things. We come at almost every issue from a different angle, but in the end, we most often come to the same conclusion (and no, it's not always my original conclusion).
We are not the same people we were when we met, but we are too. And I think we both have great expectations for our future. I kind of can't wait to see what happens.