It was the best of times (in Boulder), it was the best of times (in Denver).
A Colorado native, I have actually never lived anywhere else. Mostly, because I love it here! More sunny days then San Diego, four complete seasons (usually that is), a close proximity to the mountains (Colorado’s version of the Hamptons, at least in my opinion), the list goes on and on. Not to say that I don’t have the occasional fantasy of living in a Big City somewhere, but my hear belongs in CO.
I lived in Boulder for five years, the four that I attended college at the University of Colorado and the year after I graduated when I was trying to figure out my life. Those years, they were *amazing*. Boulder is such a fantastic city, truly the perfect place for me to go to college. But after graduating I was looking for a different “scene”. Less dread locks and college students, more Dockers and young professionals.* So, as soon as my finances allowed, I moved to Denver, and I love it! It is a move I have never regretted, even as my work has always kept me at least partially in Boulder.
But lately, on warm summer nights, when dusk doesn’t come ’til after 8 o’clock and work and dinners are over, I feel a slight pang in my chest as I look out at the Flatirons on my drive home.
I had always though
I would move back to Boulder at some point, when I we were ready to settle down. But that was with him and I let go of that some time ago and started to think about settling down in Denver, the city I love so much, where all my close friends live. Where I get the big city feel, with everything I love so much about Colorado.
So, why now, after all this time am I missing Boulder so much? I think it’s partially that there are so many amazing people in Boulder that I have had the opportunity to meet over the last six months. A whole new social scene that didn’t exist when I graduated. But it’s not like I am unhappy in Denver now, I still love it! That pang in my chest goes away as soon as I see the city skyline. Is it nostalgia for a simpler time gone by? The grass is always greener syndrome? How can one person feel at home in two places? Am I the only one who feels this way?!
Readers, I want your thoughts!
*When I graduated from college back in 2006, the hip Boulder start up scene didn’t exist