{"id":12028,"date":"2013-09-09T02:28:14","date_gmt":"2013-09-09T02:28:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/blog\/annabalzer\/?p=4"},"modified":"2013-09-09T02:28:14","modified_gmt":"2013-09-09T02:28:14","slug":"d-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/challengedetroit.builtrare.com\/blog\/d-day\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;D&#8221; Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve lived a lot of places.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Most of my life I lived in Perrysburg, Ohio- probably one of the most stereotypical suburban areas in the Midwest (almost every house has a minivan and a golden retriever). Then I moved to Boulder, Colorado for college- a BIG move, but not a big change (still lots of golden retrievers, but less minivans and more Subarus).<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I lived in a mountain town in Costa Rica for a few months where you were always slightly damp and there was a good chance you&#8217;d woken up by monkeys and I&#8217;ve also lived in Bowling Green, Ohio, an odd blend of a stereotypical college town and the home of the National Tractor Pull.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But two weeks ago, I made the first move of my life that felt real, felt important, and also a little permanent.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Two weeks ago, I moved to Detroit.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/photo-1.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-5 aligncenter\" alt=\"photo (1)\" src=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/photo-1-300x225.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I could lie and say that I&#8217;m an experienced traveller with pockets full of city smarts, but in reality, I had no idea what to expect. Cities had always seemed a little too big, a little too impersonal, a little\u2026 overwhelming. So when I moved into my 23 story building, with the Joe Louis Arena and GM Renaissance building as my next door neighbors, I thought, perhaps, I had gotten myself in over my head.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But then, on my way into the building, a woman showed me the secret elevator and asked about my job. Then, later, when I couldn&#8217;t find the building&#8217;s restaurant, a couple walked my roommate and me to the door. When I went for a walk along the riverfront the next day, a man fishing asked me how my day was and another happily gave me directions to the volleyball court (the obvious theme here is that I get lost a lot). But the thing that really resonated with me was when, on my first day on the job, a woman looked me in the eye and said, &#8220;Welcome. We&#8217;re happy to have you and Detroit is ready for you to make it your home.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/image.jpeg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6 aligncenter\" alt=\"image\" src=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/image-300x300.jpeg\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I realized then, that I am lucky to be here. I&#8217;ve lived plenty of places, but I&#8217;ve never been welcomed or felt as welcome as I do here. I am in a place that wants me to be involved, wants me to contribute and wants me to stay. Jeanette Pierce of D:Hive says it best; &#8220;Detroit is a place big enough to matter to the rest of the world, but small enough that you matter here.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So I&#8217;m here. I&#8217;m living in a city with its fair share of problems, but also a community teeming with creativity and tenacity, and a community ready for change. I am living in Detroit. And, finally, I am home.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/image-1.jpeg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-7 aligncenter\" alt=\"image (1)\" src=\"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/annabalzer\/files\/2013\/09\/image-1-300x300.jpeg\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve lived a lot of places. &nbsp; Most of my life I lived in Perrysburg, Ohio- probably one of the most stereotypical suburban areas in the Midwest (almost every house has a minivan and a golden retriever). 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