One year ago today I made the decision to leave Boston, a city I had lived in for over a decade. It’s funny. Boston was never a place I wanted to live. I moved there for a boy. (Friendly advice: never move for a boy). I struggled for years to find my place. Fortunately, in 2006, I found it. 263 Clarendon Street in the heart of the Back Bay. I absolutely loved this spot. I was able to walk to work only a few blocks away at the Prudential Tower. I was minutes away from my favorite shops on Newbury Street (Fresh, Calypso, Nanette Lepore). I was around the corner from the Public Garden… one of the most romantic places I have ever been. It was perfection. Leaving was a hard choice but the right choice.

With the events that occurred last week, I felt a loss for my old neighborhood and realized a very important thing about home. Even if you leave it, it remains with you. I love Boston. I love the people of Boston. And while I am not there to be part of this difficult time of recovery, I know in my heart that all will be right again.

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