Exactly one year ago, I was gearing up to spend my first night in my new apartment. The beautiful autumn day had been long and tedious for me. As a result of my efforts to spend as much last-minute quality time as possible with the neighbors I'd grown to love, I was trudging through the day on little more than three hours of sleep. In fact, when I awoke in Burnsville that morning, most of my belongings had still not been packed. Oops. Sorry, Dad. The day had been long and busy and stressful, but here I was, starting my new life in Duluth. I was terrified.

Reflecting back on my first year here, I am certain I made the right decision. I just typed the age-old "the year had its ups and downs" cliche, but had to delete it because, in all honesty, it's been only ups for me. Now, don't get me wrong. There are definitely things I miss about my old life. I miss having my sister only a hop, skip, and a jump away. I miss pitching a lawn chair in the driveway anytime I was feeling bored, knowing full well that it wouldn't be long before the friendly neighbors stopped by to entertain me. I miss coming home to someone who always wanted to hear about my day.

Overall though, I've been happier this past year than I can ever remember being before. I've had the benefit of being able to go home on a whim, whenever I'm feeling stressed out or in need of company. I've reconnected with old friends in the area and have had a great time making some new friends. I've watched my career advance further in one year than I ever thought possible. I've allowed myself to relax a little, to realize that occasional lapses in responsibility can be fun, to love and appreciate Duluth in ways I never had before.

So, there you have it. One year down, hopefully many more to come.