In Accepting the Unexpected, I step away from writing about travel to comment on the bigger journey of life. While the topics may vary, the central theme is always the same: living life means learning to deal with the unexpected. When my husband and I moved to Indianapolis in the summer of 2005, we were in our mid-20s with our whole lives in front of us. We were Michiganders looking for a new home after three years in Chicagoland, and Indianapolis was the perfect place for us to relocate. It was still a large enough city to give us everything we wanted, but it wasn’t nearly as overwhelming as living in northwest Indiana, just 45 minutes from downtown Chicago.
Full Circle to the Circle City
Full Circle to the Circle City
Full Circle to the Circle City
In Accepting the Unexpected, I step away from writing about travel to comment on the bigger journey of life. While the topics may vary, the central theme is always the same: living life means learning to deal with the unexpected. When my husband and I moved to Indianapolis in the summer of 2005, we were in our mid-20s with our whole lives in front of us. We were Michiganders looking for a new home after three years in Chicagoland, and Indianapolis was the perfect place for us to relocate. It was still a large enough city to give us everything we wanted, but it wasn’t nearly as overwhelming as living in northwest Indiana, just 45 minutes from downtown Chicago.