This is a very difficult letter (post) to write. I’ve truly enjoyed the time we’ve spent together. You’re beautiful, fun, exciting, and entertaining. You’re kind and comforting in a way I’ve never experienced in any other place. But it’s time for me to go.
It’s not you. It’s me. I’m a restless dreamer and would kick myself if I didn’t try and see what else is out there. So I’m moving. Not on – just moving. To Boston. Or, back to Boston, rather. I’m going to teach at Emerson College while finishing my MFA in creative writing.
I’ll miss you and admire you from afar. I look forward to seeing the Brewers play in October, the Packers play into February, and the Bucks play…well, whenever the NBA resumes play. I’ll take with me my Midwestern manners and my Milwaukee mojo. And I’ll be back. I can promise you that.
Meanwhile, take care. I wish you all the best. (Mostly because, in case you missed it, I’ll be back.)
Much love, Milwaukee!
Okay, okay. Enough with the creative crap. Here’s the deal:
I’m back in Boston. Yup. Ready as I’ll ever be for take two of my quest to earn my MFA. I will be teaching part-time now, so I think that’ll provide me with a sense of balance I was missing the first go around. But nothing can substitute for my Milwaukee sports teams. Not even the mystique of Fenway Park. I went for a run around there Saturday. It’s great and all, but it’s no Miller Park. The Brewers don’t even play there on a regular basis. What’s that all about?
You should know that as excited as I am about my opportunities here (and, I have to admit, I am excited…I get to teach at the college level, work on my writing in a very literary-focused community…it should be fun for a nerd like me), I tried to make these things work in Milwaukee. I make no bones about it – the toughest part about leaving Milwaukee was giving up my gig with the Bucks. I did so very reluctantly. I shamelessly threw myself at the organization and begged for some sort of full-time deal. (This was over a year ago, pre-lockout rumors turned reality.) But, no luck. So, what’s a girl to do? Go to Boston, I guess.
Of course, I’ve been criticized for my willy-nilly decision making – back and forth and back again. When I told one friend the newest news, he said, “You’re like Brett Favre!” It was a harsh assessment, yet one of the most accurate observations I’ve received. And, needless to say, I appreciated the sports connection. But, while wavering with my decision, I can promise you one thing…it’s temporary.
Meanwhile, you’ll probably go off and find the Aaron Rodgers of blogging who will proceed to win the Super Bowl of the blogosphere. But, I gotta do what I gotta do.
Thank you for reading my writing for the past few months. I plan to keep the FANdemonium facebook page up and running, and will probably use it as an outlet to the Milwaukee world of sports fans. I may not be in the stadium seat next to you anymore, but I’ll always be there in spirit!