
I spent my entire life running from my hometown. At 32, I moved back to save money, and I've never been happier.
When I left my small Maine hometown for college at 17, I felt ecstatic.
It was a good place to grow up, but I was ready to meet people who hadn't known me since I was in diapers, see new things, and move far away … permanently.
So, when I decided to move back home a few months before my 33rd birthday, no one was more shocked than I was.
I figured this would be a temporary phase — something I'd endure, a layover on my way to somewhere better. I certainly didn't expect to bloom in a place I'd o...
It was a good place to grow up, but I was ready to meet people who hadn't known me since I was in diapers, see new things, and move far away … permanently.
So, when I decided to move back home a few months before my 33rd birthday, no one was more shocked than I was.
I figured this would be a temporary phase — something I'd endure, a layover on my way to somewhere better. I certainly didn't expect to bloom in a place I'd o...