Denver Bound

When we moved to California, Evan was a toddler, Zachary was a preschooler and Julian was only a possibility. My husband had an exciting new job, I was unemployed and would be Chief Navigator of our family social life. I threw myself into my new role with gusto. I took my boys exploring Berkeley, the marina, the museums and the parks. I formed playgroups and hosted birthday parties, inviting the entire preschool class to our tiny home on Sacramento. Everything was fresh and new. I formed new friendships and eventually found a fantastic recruiting job.

Fast forward almost four years later. We live in Oakland, and I have given up my role as Playgroup Coordinator. I have a first grader, a preschooler and our Julian. Our cats have died, and new friends have moved. Years have gone by without visits to our family back in the southwest. It's time to go home. It's time.

So the Kargas family is packing up and shipping out, Denver bound as soon as school lets out for the summer. I know better than to say for how long,  but we will be in the mile high for enough time to reconnect with family and friends and show the boys their cow-town roots.

There is so much to be down between now and then. The organizing and packing. Fixing up our Denver home, making arrangements for  childcare and summer camps. It's all a bit overwhelming, so if you hear less from me, this is why.

Wish us luck as we navigate through these hectic months ahead, and Denver, we can't wait to see you!