This weekend after the horse shows I was assigned, I headed to Memphis. I was trying to remember the last time I had actually gone to Memphis. It was shortly after I had moved to Nashville, TN. The last trip I could think I had ever made was in 2008, which makes its seven years since I was there last. As I got closer to Memphis, I realized leaving Memphis was definitely the best decision. I had no regrets when it came to relocating. I don't miss Memphis at all, I keep in touch with my friends. I was blessed with encountering good people and I am thankful for that, however, I was more than happy to leave and it was encouraging to have some reassurance that I don't miss it there.
I had to get out of town, with my emotions all over the place right now, I needed to get away. It worked out well a friend is currently going through a divorce and the time for two broken hearted friends to lean on one another worked out.
The distraction alone was needed and I'm glad I had a place to run away, even for just the weekend.
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