August 22, 2007, I left Florida with my clothes, a check & a dream. Looking back at the good & bad that made me who I am today!
My fascination with Atlanta started in 2000 when I was 16 years old. I came to visit some family who lived here at the time and I completely fell in love. The pace, the accessibility to shopping, the culture, the rich history, the music, the scene – everything! I left that trip vowing that I would one day become a resident of Atlanta when I had the chance.
In 2007, I moved back in with my parents after a stint with my first job out of college ended up being disaster. I found work wherever I could, mainly using Craigslist or anyone who knew someone that could refer me to someone else for a potential job. My first job I landed was a Marketing Assistant for a real estate agent; the second and final job was a secretary.
Throughout my time, I developed a plan to get back to the city I once fell in love with – Atlanta. I visited many major cities in my life, but I’m not sure why the attraction was so strong and deep. I just knew I had to get some money and get there. After several jobs applied for, I received an offer to a well-known corporate company who offered to pay for my move. Done! Sold.
I took my check, searched for a few properties to rent on Craigslist, printed out directions on Mapquest, made appointments to meet with the #1 choice, packed my Chevy Prism and headed north. On August 22, 2007, I arrived in the city of Atlanta.
To say my life has been turned upside down since I made Atlanta my home is an understatement. Living in Atlanta has allowed me to grow and learn so much about myself, who I am as a person, and the light I was given to share with everyone I meet.
The birthday celebrations. The fashion shows. Learning photography. Meeting my husband. Moving. Many, many moves. Making new friends. The Sorors (enough said). Getting married. Finding a church home. Starting our own family.
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