Reflecting on Two Years in Seattle

It’s hard to believe it’s been two years since I traded the bustle of Dallas for the charm of Seattle.

My professional journey has seen its share of twists and turns in that time. I left the job that initially brought me here, only to realize my next role offered little room for growth and left me stagnant. After seven months, I made the decision to move on. Now, a year into my current job, I finally feel settled, with no immediate plans to make another move.

Professionally, life often feels predictable. We step into roles with a clear sense of what’s expected, and our efforts are acknowledged with a paycheck—a straightforward, transactional relationship.

Yet, regarding friendships, the landscape is far more complex, often leading to confusion and occasional heartache. Despite my time here, I’ve yet to forge a close bond or find that spontaneous friend to catch up with over coffee or a casual outing.

Back in Dallas, my home was always filled with friends, laughter, and lively conversation. Now, I find myself reflecting alone often, relying on daily calls with my best friend to bridge the gap until the next day.

Why does making friends seem so challenging later in life? Are people content with their current social circles, or perhaps exhausted from making new connections? It’s a question I find myself grappling with regularly.

As social beings, we crave connection, and maybe I’ve just been particularly eager to nurture those connections. But I know I’m not alone in this struggle.

Today, I took a step toward change. I signed up for Real Roots, a friendship-matching group for women. If a matching service could help me find my husband, surely it can help me find a close female friend. Stay tuned as I embark on this new chapter of my Seattle journey.

Change is never easy, but it often leads to unexpected opportunities for growth and connection. Here’s to embracing the unknown and welcoming new friendships into my life, one step at a time.