Three years ago tomorrow, we moved into our home here. Friends in Las Vegas thought we were crazy to leave such an exciting city that never sleeps. Where you needn’t decorate Christmas trees because it looked like Christmas every night along the strip. Yes, it’s true we were a little apprehensive. After all things were happening all the time in that crazy place. Nothing ever stayed the same for long, and everybody who was anybody had our city on their list of places to go. Why on earth would we even want to leave?
but the next morning we woke up to this new view:
Natural, but no less brilliant! At the end of a long hard day of settling in, we saw this:
with promises of repeats 365 days of the year. Although we had thought we were doing the right thing, we were a little surprised how well it turned out. Which view do you like better?
(And would I have done a better post by making my musings on this move a metaphor for dying . . . trading views, and maybe being a little surprised after the transition is complete? Your thoughts?)