A few months ago, I went to Miami for a bachelorette party. At just over 3 months pregnant, I wasn’t the most fun or crazy member of the party (in fact, not surprisingly, I was exactly the least fun and crazy member of the group), but I’m reminded every time I visit that city how awesomely beautiful it is.
Chad and I thought long and hard about almost every major city in the United States when we left New York. (Truthfully, we thought quite hard about Paris and London as well, but unfortunately, they have their own legal systems and licensing, so we wouldn’t have been able to practice law… pretty much a dealbreaker). But one of my favorite things about being open to everywhere was thinking about all of the unique and wonderful aspects of each city — the glamour of Los Angeles, the natural beauty of Portland or Seattle, the excitement and energy of Miami.
We settled on Houston (the ease of life in Houston was hard to pass up, as well as being so close to Chad’s family) and have been incredibly happy here, but I still love imagining how our lives would have gone if we’d picked a different path and ended up somewhere else.
So here’s to my imaginary life in Miami: all parties and beaches and palm trees.