This city was never meant to be the final destination for us. I think one of my proudest accomplishments in life so far is that, despite knowing we wouldn't be here forever, we still dug-in deep, fell in love with the place and the people, and put down roots. We loved every day as it was given to us (even if it was -15), and enjoyed every edge of this city, and most edges of this state. We lived like we were on permanent vacation: eating out an ungodly amount, drinking an even more ungodly amount, ice skating and bar-hopping and day-tripping and sightseeing and picture snapping and piano dueling and staying out late and walking with our mouths open in the snow and biking and hiking and marathoning. We walked on a frozen Great Lake, we went canoe camping, we saw every pro sport there was to see (except hockey-no regrets), we tasted every cheese curd and local brew. We ate at Nye's roughly once a month and we ate at The Nook roughly once a week. I saw nearly every small town in the state and had meals with locals, while Joe was presenting in front of the mayor and city council. We volunteered and formed ties and made airport runs. We did it all while juggling school and jobs and missing home...Because even though we were absolutely making a life here, a part of us always knew that our time in Mpls was fleeting. There's got to be a bigger lesson there? I leave Minneapolis with no regrets and no missed opportunities. But in addition to leaving all of my incredible Minnesota friends who've become family, I'm also leaving a city that has become one of the great loves of my life. 6 days left. #sotagoodbyes #minneapolis #mycitymylove