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I lived in one place from the time I was born until I left for college, but since then I've led kind of a nomadic life: four different dorm rooms/suites during my time at Creighton; one summer spent sleeping on the floor in a bedroom shared with my friend Marie in a house rented by some girls we sort of knew in the Dundee neighborhood in Omaha (it seemed like a good idea at the time...); 4 months in Granada, Spain; a year in Forest Park, IL; a year in the Field Club neighborhood and three years in the Gifford Park neighborhood in Omaha, NE; and now a year in Charles Village in Baltimore. 
{this will always be "home"}
{transient homes, in chronological order:
top L-R: Kiewit Hall, Kenefick Hall, Davis Square, Dundee--sleeping on the floor;
bottom L-r: Plaza de Gran Capitan in Granada, Opus Hall, Des Plaines in Forest Park,
Field Club in Omaha}
{the second-longest home: Gifford Park}
When I found out on March 15 that we're heading to Vermont for the next three years, my reaction was not what I expected it to be...I cried. I cried even though I wanted to go to Vermont, even though I called Burlington a "magical fairy wonderland" in a text to my mom after my interview, even though every person I met in the family medicine program was wonderfully kind and welcoming, even though Vermont has skiing and Ben & Jerry's...I cried because Vermont is so far from home. 

 After my initial emotions subsided and I realized that we have an amazing opportunity to see what life is like in a new (for us) part of the country, we started searching for our next home...and we have found a townhouse to rent (after a complicated quest to buy a house). We'll have access to a pool, a bike trail, tennis courts, a community garden...and ROOM FOR GUESTS (this feature is the most novel and exciting for me, as I'm hoping to be able to introduce our family and friends to the beautiful state of Vermont)! In addition, our best pal Tessie will be joining us on our move...so the three of us will try to turn a nondescript townhouse into a homy abode (Tessie will help by following us around and looking cute and happy). 
{Tess-Tess}
We've already started the home-making process:

 No matter where we go, I am happy to know that we will always be going there together...and to know that we have two wonderful families who always welcome us home with open arms. 
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Location: Baltimore, MD, USA

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